Car Lighter Woes

just exercising...

Dropping the Car lighter


flesh burns, in a flagrant mistake…
a blatant display, of a wandering mind paving its way
 
while thinking of being…
 
settled in a siege, counting the scars
down for the harm, earning the stripes of a fortune of unfortunate chance,
the bounty is hard…
demand is up, greed is no longer idle
somber cycles and pawns with idols,
black ball the supplier an arm the silo
in a v-neck sweater vest….with smite to rally an never rest
despite the crowding, we funnel in, with no “better yet
lets…and check the checks”, to formulate an escape route into Utopias ghetto
where the opiates echo, on a breeze that pollinates all the Magnolias yellow
with an ambience of an immortal hue..
locale of a portal to an orbital, but formidable truth
abhorring the news, I reluctantly fathom this bliss
the prodigal prodigy, promises to balance his gifts
expanding his depths, turning a chasm to ditch..
exuberant in a fallacious folly, scratching his talons for hymns..
fortunately, he’s sadden as his pity cripples..
his ignoble whispers swilling to darken a city vigil
Steeling the souls for the stakes…like Phillys’ virtues
he could really hurt you…but every systemic glutton…
passes through an idle resource…with an attentive function…
its no chess discussion, but a Cecilian defense is takin lead in buckets…
with no meds to suck wind….an bury the appalling sin,
an stall the limbs, from giving out and falling far within;
 
 
a chassis of lubricated sand paper….
Reaching down with burned flesh…
after a mans labor…his hands savored…
the moment he finally lit that cigarette…