Wire of the World

July 15, 2013

I’m afraid
for the man
on the wire
of the world
spinning out
of a control
from a ledge
of a stick
breaking pieces
of a brick
dusty hammer
swinging thick
through the glue
of a paper
tearing crooked
like a crack
like a window
in the back
missing color
lose a thrill
kick a pain
with a bill
dig a check
with a cross
get a boot
to jump a cause
to a drought
with a map
like a sudden
give it back
like a sudden
like a sudden
to be here
to be here
spinning out
of a control
on the wire
of the world.