smiling rays,
i drop a cliff note on
perspective and changing
frames hanging
pieces by the
letter falling
closer in the
midst of post-
daylight frequencies
onlooking longer
at the clamoring
daydreams soft
spoken screeches
and bellowing
whispers in pre-
starlit afterthoughts
wild and transparent
deciding days of
ornamental life
trying for
places stuck in
waysides bending
though cul-de-sac
entryways ending in
authentic life