when i see too i see clearly...

the most prolific realizations come years after
they present themselves.
the best mixtape ive ever had covered massive attack,
and hot coals are only hot in the mind.
come firewalk with me.

revolutions mingle with gear ratios and grace
and the beauty of grease and proper chain tension.
the tension both realized and imagined...created in
the mind and collective longings of hallmark greeting
cards and corporate holidays.

holidays. days. weeks. months years.
where will we be in ten days weeks months years?
together? any rational thought i have left says no.
stream of consciousness hiding in stanzas as
poetry...is that what this is?

is that what we have become?

the lines i walked and the humble brush strokes
of unemployment passed with manana jams.

thankyou for work when i was broke and
love when i was heartbroken.
i could never hate you for that.

how do you know things before they happen?