Get Back There

Draw your weapon, paint a target
Drowsy, fuzzy like the carpet
Drag your feet up silent stairs
Sliding down to get back there

Cut a time zone, roll an old road
Hazy, watching yellow lines implode
Stomp your foot on rubber air
Straight ahead to get back there

Pot of pho for the voiceless
Stirring distance with a string
Creative ripples, stillness sings
Silent drips what evening brings
A dream dreaming

Carve an echo, plant some groovy
Spiral lighthouse like the movies
Waving hands through gardened squares
Turning right to get back there

Craft a soft slope, lose your angle
Twirling, you watch futures dangle
Hear it all and wonder where
Going north to get back there