cut from the razor
a wild free fall
glowing with glee - landing
burns from the embers before they fade
a heart pumps to move blood
catch phrase compressed colored sugar- professing its love to paste on smiles.
just another day.
walls won't grow on their own,
hills only fade when they're out of sight.
anxious young couples retreating to back-seats, basements, and bedrooms
together, blissfully oblivious in search of a
sensation they believe will last.
radiant glowing youth
end up fused to the couch on the same day in February- 40 years passed
authentic bullshit being ordered through tele-charge to change your life.
lovely is this hole;
But to plummet to the bottom before at least dancing around the edge is a waste of time.