By walls
With arms in scrapes,
They howl
Inwarrantly.
Day-dreams
End. What if all
Un-called
At once is hauled?
Weird, grains strum.
Great. Overlined
Playing role
Closely
Through walls
Like ghost on tapes,
They howl
Inwarrantly.
All rims
Bend, as if all
Un-called
At once is hauled.
Weird, grains strum.
Great. Overlined
Playing role
Closely
Every thought somewhere is dimmed
Flies refracted in the rim.
Every structure's filled with breath,
Curiosity and whim.
Every road there is to start,
Every star is for a while,
All we see is just a part
Of what happened or just might.