Poetry

[Lighthead]

Concrete

Is this the end result?
Is it just done and that's it?
Does it fall?
Do we get a leg?
Or does a leg come up for us.
Kissing the leg...
Does it fly up and down like some kind of bad 80s movie?
Is there a stasis?
Is there a midpoint of existence?
An intermission?
Or a hypostasis?
Not the best
But certainly the worst.
Not the worst
but certainly the best.
Is it caught?
Does it fall?
Is it on the ground?
Or is it set.
A period of mentioning for sure.
Is there blood?
Do they want more?
How do they get past this?
Is it more?
It's certainly about tradition, but nothing more.
Once we get past this "stage", then we'll know if there's something more.
Is it on the ground?
It's certainly a conspiracy, so there's nothing more.
It's not in the clouds yet.
And it's not on a downward spiral.
It's concrete?