Can’t even avert myself from
spitting out my sins as I
gaze ravenously
at the ambiguous, obedient, passive statuettes
that line this lump of metal.
.
The sublime foliage
moves beside me
and I’m wishing
I could just
reach out
so I could feel something
real, or tangible.
Impenetrable ramparts
line my mind’s eye
my eye’s mind.
Enter catalyst,
A bitter breeze confronts me.

Pass the conductor
and all of the submissive passengers,
Pass the numerous fever red and
suffocation blue seats,

Stand on the edge of the doorway,
Breathe in the insurgence and
Can’t impede myself
from being hypnotized by the
raging colors and exotic splendor
before me.

Let go of the steel bar
and allow this revolution
to take its course.