A forgotten wagon

An old school bus

What we throw away

It falls back on us

With no weight but

Known

That the metals sitting

Rusting

Well past the end date

Forgotten wagon

Will be torn down

As mother nature

Will surely

Confiscate

The exhaust

We inhale

Becomes a part of the

Molecules

Of our being

Consumed in quantities

Large and unseen

Carbon emitted from the streets

Of fire and burning

Of the eyes I see

The carbon lung

Lower the cart

So I can fit in my belongings

Holding hope

Heading west

With a soul so longing

What cannot fit

Can not be moved

All the rest

Will be forgotten

And smoothed

With time and separation

One day away

A new days vacation

Upon the cart out loved collections

Up the street

And beyond the intersection

If I don’t who will

Take the medicine

By swallowing the pill

Up late

And down early

Push the pen

Just over 30

Mistakes don’t exist

In this little of the blip

I don’t promote

I don’t bloat

I just push the pen

Late into the night

Combinations

Of stars colliding

Light

Detail fish

Swimming in the ocean

Holding on hope

While in a moving motion

The notion

That a fish

Or feeder

Will live completed

A detail fish swims by

Delete the loan

A deleted loan

From a deleted user

Credit card decline

Repeat abuser

A loan

A card

Two blades of grass

Cut from the yard

No bank knows

Where the money goes

So it goes

On and on

Fat Consensus

Polluted senses

Decreased ascendence

From the ordinary

To the extraordinary

In a days work

Or in a moment of reflection

Hoping now

To rise up

In an ascension

Fat consensus

Leave us with deluded minds

Some wishing to go back

In time

The abundant contradiction

Flows unknowingly

Flowingly

From the words of misguided souls

In words we see

The eternity

Of fluid

Lies

From the lips of

Cold settled

Hearts

Contradictions abound

While the wind that moves

Through our lips

Make the sound

Light clothes

In the wintertime

Warming

Up world

Summer flipped in winter

All others

Inconsistent

When we wed the new future

We ask no questions

We go with good intentions

Yet we leave with none

Petroleum counterpart

Released at the

Point of contact

Impact

Environmental strains

Bold unsurpassed all the same

We have to be aware

Of the minerals we deposit

Fuel made for a rocket

Lasting effects beyond

Our own light socket