Cynical wheel

In full-motion

Hoping to escape

It’s full-fledged

Devotion

To disruption

In place of peace

All the axels

And all the grease

Guard dolls on bad days

Have a meaningless full

And more grey

Hoping for a respite

In times of hurried expectation

With one hope

And a waiting nation

Hysterical friction

In no other manner

Than the here and now

All-around

Aware of the next person

Bound

To walk past

My own fears

I can barely grasp

Sweltering needle

Suspended over the balloon

Of perfect

Brilliance

We all wait in

A didactic of hope

Who to turn to

In times of great uncertainty

Certainly not the ones on TV

Leadership comes from within

A great peace

And hope to go foward

Into the great

Unknown

Collateral fence

I have to climb

In these uncertain

And dubious times

Holding one had with

The money I owe

And the other with a rope

So I can let

Go

Nasty clouds

Rollover me

From the distance

I can see if

Sustain the winds

Of the changing times

That this world brings

With it

Foolish pancakes

In the morning

After a reckless night

Half alive

But alright

For now

Little tumble

Big fall

Holding my hopes

That we don’t see it all

From the red rock mountains

To the shining seas

What is coming for us

We can not see

Or expect

We wait while

In my mind I dissect

The possibilities