Fall Back

Crawl across the floor.
Swimming door to door.
Ever after,
Even more.

Mockery,
Crafty crockery.
Trickery,
Sweet terpsichore.

Running wild at the welcome.
Thieving vials of vandal valium.
A modest little hellion, once
Orphaned rogue rapscallion.

Outcast at the callback.
Needing nightshade's tall black.
Wondering why we’re weakened.
When blinded by our beacon.

Incase you missed scene two,
Blubbering won’t get you through
Achey limbs, lone language,
Bindles of backroom baggage.

So make yourself a sandwich
And watch the roof come down.
Now the mirror wears your frown.
Making u-turns around this town.

Leave a message,
He’s not here.
Who leads the horse
When you disappear?

Cloying, grasping for the reigns.
Epic dramas, our disdains
Don’t hold much water.
Come down off that alter

And keep to the groove.
It’s baby’s little move.
Case the joint and pick the lock.
Don’t forget to set your clock.


3/28/22