lucky

if there was no you then i'd probably forget what it means to play

if i hadn't decided to walk you home night in the summer steam city how i had meant to walk the seven blocks but got sidetracked in a menagerie garden of youth that turned to an odyssey of life

there's no turning back or round it all comes raining in races to the next marker post in the course decaying wrinkling expiration

it's a trick of the light that dances and flirts makes beautiful hearts monsters chase the unending parade things to do to the cold worm box in the ground

tonight i dance with a sweet image overlaid stuff more flighty unstable transient nectar rich open

impotent cornered in small paralysis cowardice it were ever the song lightly tripping the principle of song essential you without which nothing

somewhere in the emerging splendor crescendo erect and resplendent opening appearance the line we hold with disobedient arms and tear infused surrender smiles a catholic love forms binding material to immaterial blood pure clear power miraculous and not so just the last thing to do

there may be too few gallops left in this dash to properly celebrate the love that bellows volcanic like if the chest of every friend stranger enemy om tonight may it mark the spark the kick to finish in love