Serious Congruence

Hues of the present misting in breezes of where the fire's highways march into the distant past.

Violence against the windpipes of those who remember the wild rides, lullaby's studdering to remember the name, place, and grammatical tense.

 Long days of radio glare

Shots of the future promised in fates falling short all the time, this time.

Car rides along the present cares being sobered for youth to enjoy as time ebbs as we flow along the tides.

Careful pasts roar lingering feelings snore.

Blue walls tremble, treble clefs cheer, smooth transitions don't know the address

Headlights parked on the lawn

Futures bleed for it's currents to become currency.

Dramatics play their hand in revealing times

Commas dictating the stains we leave

Through the tints, and rose covered lines the full presence of temporal presents guide us through the tours we served endlessly in full collapse.

Rescue missions report the conversations being from the heart as the wreckage we found out that we didn't actually die in the car crash but in the slow unraveling in time along the sands, glass, hands and knees. 

Where miles of blood red tape finally let us sing ourselves to sleep with the radio on, sun in full blast.

Dreams of being children that are wanted with a real son tan.

House lights flash as the last son tells us the things he knows.

A lifetime, no cellmates, the showing of the living memories float from the shadows that flash across my face.

Lightmares

Night dreams 

I don't need anyone to take me there.

Look the other way

You're not trial

Camera focuses out of shot

Elections speak from ear to ear

Holding on loosely

Living for the moments when the trumpets come in hot and heavy

When final moments come to marry me

Leaving New York in the middle of the day

Dice we roll brittle but dissipating the kicks that led the pitter patter of sprints that come with strides that let us fly from the coup.

Radio chatter cook the roost as we shake, rattle, and roll from someone elses noose and gallows to newness that ripes the rhythms we live.