Level edge backs against the ledge no knives the stone hard eyes without the
longing or Fear that it would disappear they cling on nuturing never ending obsessions on the table
Lines needed walls cover tips the balance don’t touch me wiped out cornering
mouthed the
Word money head shake handshake out to get a long way from corrosion pushes
closer to The edge wired not connected peeling back plastic wrap tinted green and all
illusion
Existing caught up crossfire trading tall tales where are you going where do you fail
What’s that mean back and forth side by side loose knot weave keep it up altogether or Whatever that means passing underneath the trespass don’t get to close mouth
the word
Your money if I fade I may and I want to fade away all that I do is pray that
you will
Be there too if this were trying to deceive some minds what the hell do you got
to say?
Altogether