Reverb

Every bit the bother

Crawling out from the response

The ability to look both ways

When I am certain, I step back

Into the flux of character

The bridge disassembles time

When I first walked from the barriers

The clicking still went off in my left brain

Wondering why you are here

Methods, meanderings

Wise cracks

Made of maybes just that stuck

Sifting through transparent pages

I feel lost being brittle

Consuming the drafts that would find me broken

There follows the light and the message

Wandering through check points

How I am shaken to discern

Polite versions, disciples thinking in double verse

That which I spend

Looking for accidentals dripping in reverb