Downer Canada – Snarl like a Poem

perfect slipping holed up in glass cases with locks identified as historical thinking ways each combination a time away from when things made less and less sense overlapping how society can change into a better whole when and how society has moved away from the better whole and how society has better ways locked up in whole when and how the rest can be a small part of the necessary take what’s left of whatever sense of dignity is left and throw it out the window at a better self too and let that better self climb back inside our own true self that is hiding and is trying to find better ways to be better

at hiding and the cycle spins like knitting needles in circular basket weaving grace as they tip counter to clockwise finding beginnings through a very own spirit blood to booze used to be the never run out candle all light shining even in dark corner despair can’t shake existentialism in the middle of a bender and the days flipped away and my mind thought more and more of touching any liquid to again howl at it snarl at it growl at it deep in breath holding it in and letting it out at it under the shine if i could gather myself outside to be under lighting long enough to recognize its feel like a poem a poem hanging on to the snarl of a piercing thought a poem like a snarl