subversive

Discontent realities

Submerse between

The reverb of heartfelt entropy,

Unwind the key

And let the locksmith craft the grooves and fittings,

New beginnings

Ending sideways

Yet parallel to the instinctual reality,

Crafted carefully

Between double jointed fingers

Splayed unevenly

Across the bottom of the Mariana Trench,

Sweating,

Bench pressed with the force of a fortress

Guess...who? Move to,

Peek-a-boo

Like glass in a zoo

Reflecting the true image, of who

Enters power

So devour,

Savour sandy sensations

Sprinkled through vibrant intonations;

Sunlight, projected with such might,

Takes flight

High, high above the mountain sight

Introspective light,

Telescope, like

Feel the might,

Gave me a fright, when

I entered China Town that night, when

Sights were set and heights were climbed

The season just right,

Itty bitty bites of light fell,

Downward spirally, sent silently like the seasoning,

Of reasoning...

What's your true feeling?

How do you feel?

Do you know what's real?

And can you seal the deal,

Of the spinning wheel?

Heal.

Bring it back, take a breath

And set the intellect

The bar, we're always told to rise above

Can't fit the glove of the understudied

Under-loved, people that rise above

The bar yet never meet the mark

Let's put our hands together, take a second

Really feel what's about to spark

And let it in, let it under the deeper spoken

Inner vision, ultra love sent from above

Always told the truth, don't need to lie

Or let myself become

The excess energy of what was meant to be

Type on the letter key

Feel what is meant to be

And you will truly see,

Just let it be.