cross bars form a place for pain

windows i toss my mind out to join the wind blown rain

draining my saturated soul once weighed down by self-doubt

i used to play a roll with every bystander who was waiting for me to release the chemical smells flourishing under my breath where secrets lived, developing fork tongues for the unleashing of private conversations

we’re here

out in the open

gazing through glass that shatters when stones were gathered and thrown by your wicked time ticking tone