travel down, stop sign

Travel down, stop sign what grapples through cracks in my mind Fingers a contour Travelling down, better yet with the wipers and the wind chimes aligned in their sounds and shapes. climb down a stop sign. shape to the land what was a calm and narrow stripe thinning at the middle and bending at the ends. striped and steady one spinning line. climb down a stop sign. Travel down, stop sign the sun will sink in time and leave us wanting for the work week. Leave us bored and depressed, vacant in mind and ethics alike.