wyattwebsterxx

hanging by my heels from steel
I wish black ceiling higher
but those
eyes,
wooing briefest glance,
make not weigh any more
than fearfulness or self-destructive urge
to permit move right now

lose hold and ticker coda
glister play the crowd.

so your
eyes, yelling in
the beat of each autumn,
see everything.

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