fake plastic guns

the daydreams consumed me
like a fever continuously
while running through the neighbor's yards
to the ends of the world

you remind me of all the ships i've sailed
to the farthest reaches of my head
singing chanties that refrain all the while in my brain
'don't take things so seriously'  

slow rolling waltzes through strip malls
and raining kitchen knives avoiding where they'd  fall
    
all searching for a standard gauge, trying to fill up this page
a record of what has taken place

2 am

interviews

rusty string

the roots, the leaves