the asshole hat

taken off and thrown

hair lifting in the wind

sweat drying

stench blowing away

hands grasp at nothing

mouths spit gibberish

and we're walking away

back there in assumption land

whole genders disregarded

social classes compartmentalized

skin color paramount

mountains crumble to the see

there is still I and eye

Alice and the Mad Hatter having

every reason to hope

that we put it to the test

and didn't break the essence

here to prove the theory

of tensile strength within

the context of promise

to love no matter what

my distance is not disparagement

but a farther force of being

a meeting of two minds