The clouds break to read and terrible, lonely at times
for the delay in moving through the cracks of light
betray returns and expectations in spend restless hours.
The spend days sniffing sounds
screeching in everyday life rusty and dull
in the mouth that bitter detachment
shade of an almond tree in bloom
just as those few moments lost that force emphasis
feed relentlessly nor fear a thousand whispers
of errors and horrors.
Dazzles and blinds the insanely confusing
to betray the dreams too
nothing is worth the supplement domestic corners
threadbare and tired
in trying to recover the impossible who stumbles in the exception
