July 21

Obsession these days
permit more airways to shrill.
From stunning backdrops,
they keep circles from henceforth,
morally beyond our grasp.


Switched for a decade
candle-lit and embarrassed.
In sync we struggle,
yet striving to maintain hide
for crossfires dig so deep.


Clearly out of sight
with eyes so steady it moves.
Swinging 'til it hurts
and reacts with broad motions,
through smiles in spite of it all.


Unmeasurable,
choosing squid-like maneuvers.
In vain they words flow,
"How is this done?" they shall ask,
mending underneath the cracks.


Debts paid out 'til dawn,
intertwined in each segment,
satisfies our cues.
When seen to live through the storm,
aligned when connected still.


Cased and once detached,
from pathways pierce through,
appoint only strong
when standing barefoot alone.
What gives is still in the well.


Cruising in control,
submission from behind glass,
wickedly we pose.
Cannonize what crawls with speed,
staring with full-blown contempt.