Hands erase the waitlist
In his mind there’s greatest
The last is still the latest
Too much medication
Train down to the station
Flown communication
Sees star wars he’d fought to ignore
at the happiest place on earth
Him brings back
Fights tied back
Tied down like it used to be
Wants it back
Do these beams realign? Collide?
Who can say where the time went?
If it’s the latest, what’s so wrong with last?
What’s so wrong with that?
What about directions?
Tension and connection
Releasing all deflection
Indigo intention
Passion, whisper, mention
Put you in detention
Being in the sky inside of time
Oils drop sweat beads flipping cards
Time heals wounds and makes things hard
Time speaks in breezes these days