Lead / words / 2011 / Say

Let’s walk over this tripwire.  It’s a finewire.  Superfire. Dancestep.  Aged regret.  Don’t talk yet.

Moon dance.

                                Hunted stance.

                                                Wolves in the background.

                                                And by our side.

                                                                Simple outlets.

                                                Forced blocks.

                                                Don’t knock.

                                Home base.

                Troubled base.

                                A friend of who’s friend?            

                                On this battleground.

                                                It might be sound.

                                But.

                                I don’t get it.

                                                Ya, me too.

                                Why would I keep you closer.

                                If you’re my brother.

                                                And all that jazz.

                                                I get it.

                                So teach it.

                                With proper authority.

                                                And not all that other jizzness.

                                In the 2nd streets.

                                                BTW… lots of curses broken down south…