faith

confess
loveless

suggests
some pain. explains
correct
diagnosis
a semblance
that you're sane, can't complain.
weight-
like a storm
when walking home.
shapes,
not buildings, are
in front of your nose

drink and smoke, sleep and hope,
work and cope, breathe and float

days
are just squares that
fill a calendar

found time
behind

diversion's crimes;
i saw it flyin'.
tea time
on my dime
we'll stand in line
stand side by side.
saints-
just a team
that plays football.
fate,
a false excitement
to minutae.

look around, hear the sounds,
feel the ground, wait around

faith,
it doesn't need to
be magic