taking a grasp with competence/ finally resting where your honor sits/ persisting while others admonish it/ wading your way, through days/ of demon shit, not even for pay/ a persistence lived mixed with/ a love that makes me see in scales of grey/ area between ourselves as I am naked, walking in the desert of loneliness talking/

To a woman, who is in/ her apartment, insisting/ that the rains just dropping/ making, intricate water paintings/ making, up for it all/ is a great reason to stand tall/ shaking, the threads required to clothe you during this bland ball/ the dress code is more to handle/ than the distance I need to travel/ innermost part of myself is where I match foes/ that is the most persistent battle on this my third/ lap around the world/ and somewhere in the dialogue the woman became a girl/ and as I drank the fog, for my only moisture/ in my log, it never once said bitch/ implications made heads itch/ fled getting hitched, what we had was this/ so lop off limbs of cacti only way to keep this act alive/ I need to persist in asking why/ the world turns and life passes me by/ bare calloused feet, and wind/ and sun worn skin/ as I travel through this journey on repeat/ freed speech, see we've, needed these/ seeds weaved and not even weeds are seen/ but I keep persisting, dropping them with fist in the bag/ just enough missed him/ dead before a seed evolved/ does this describe being involved, or just revolved/ through a door into a room of mirrors/ or a gun to the head making religion seem clearer/ these are realities I have fear with/ I swear my descent from sheer cliffs, is pure myth/ while I imagine your warm home/ I think of the way the wind blows/ the paintings on your windows/ an easel, a mannequin, a planned attack/ these are the advantages/ keep me in mind, your forever in mine/ and the way I project, to where you rest/ is this breeze on my neck/ to your ceramic set/ to us before badness met/