Dandruff and heels,
Cracked not shattered,
Rough moments and glass.

Sprickets and friends,
Balloons held softly,
I hear a hand to hold.

Like mine,
Veracious adamant and sullen,
Swollen cracks matching in pavement dusk.

Neither is a side to mouth,
Air in cold clasped balming,
With palm and stricken dormly..

Not to mention.
A soft movement.
Yellow and side flicker.

Contagious contagion,
Xenophobic after morning,
I walk in tall world boiling.

Although it's effervescent,
And can't hold a tune,
Teal and autumn winters.