even as the odds fall out the sky is clear
open to whether and weather and not
bought to sell and have to hold
waiting to hold my breath again, i see
gotta hand it to you
command performance, demand adorance
too soon too late too early
easy as the time goes the clock turns up
over as the underwhile the strike unstuck
picket signs and pocket mines digging deep for change
let me make that mistake and slice it
smaller pieces digesting, digressing
the things i can do without
the cabinets to be emptied
shelves carrying that weight
let me tell you how i feel about this
a list full of groceries and also no-needs if you like
i like i might i say
plans are for the weary
but the eyes might have it and sidesmiles do
wait until there's no more time
unwind and pass a verse
rehearsals spinning wonder but still no sign of script
no need to know the ending still
no call for any answer
still asking floats up foggyfast
and scenes chase on shockbright
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