On lace
Wrapped in linen
Displaced, saved from sinnin'

Open gates
Dogs got loose
Lost the race
Cut the noose

It ain't words without rhythm
It ain't time without spinning

 ..in your tracks
Step on tacs 
Whatever sorta concentration
Illumination
Effervescent
With bubbles and sparkles..

 that send tingles through your nose
Self composed.

Thin lines between edgy and ledge of destruction.. 

but it takes time to see the patterns

Glass shatters on windshields you put your fist through..

Like diamond back rattlesnakes,
 .. beautiful and smooth