SNEAK MODE

You know where 

they will be

so plan the life

accordingly

that's the best,

the best possible  thing 

always a mystery chemical 

that pulls

ruddy cheeks in the

library chair

a ticking discomfort 

bare and evident 

putter closer,

testing

as birds fly 

against the sun, 

shadows

smack  the wall

and every sweatshirt 

could be 

my diamond

merging with

the grain