Older Guy
shyer than I
over nights
late in the day
breaks empties and replay
saying the same ideas not to say
Loud out loud
its not allowed, the clock
is tracking the times
I weave through the lot
May beat lack luster razors away
shoveling gravel and maybe some paint
maybe some day my arms will be strong
Fire arm,
tired arms
tires and armor off
all the walls
Afar cries a victim
thrown from his car
the cops seem to hover
and twinkle like stars
arm and arm with their brother
we sound the alarm.