All The Rage

Tumble down darkly
In the round remarkably
Why did you ask for time?
Why must you whine?
Would like some wine?
Ideas going up
Opinions laid down
Bare chested brawls
All over town
Swimming in the streets
Liquid dust
Brains now rust
It never really mattered before
It matters now they’ve shut the door
And I can’t pull myself up out this floor
Time is a fashion
Clouds are a trip
Railroad erosion
Rainwater sip
Psyche adobe
And riddled I lay
Staring down at the grass
I’ll wait for it to pass
Nimble as a thimble
For you I tremble
Skirt flare
Rare air
Chest bare
Here we go
And where we’ll stop…nobody knows.

*Image by Jeff Walls

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