Bones

I’m not a hoarder nor supporter, I collect disorder.

I’m out of order with my order so I jump the border.

Break the recorder, rob the skateboarder of his quarters

then stick a stick of dynamite inside his brick and mortar.

I terrorize as a cry of being terrorized.

Try to tell a lie in disguise then romanticize.

Once the color dyes in her eyes you can’t hypnotize.

You can revive and compromise until the feather flies,

but if your flies colonize and the rhythm dies

you will fossilize under gravel skies

until the end of times.