But the burdened air paperwork maderisation

On the front of this animal brigade light bulb price
in a commerce of sold songs and written patronizing
there are sheaths of dining squadrism in corners up
and upon captive educating martyrs preserved within
promises made in drama school protested marketing
and paper records from the taking of houses and land
in the east or some other drawing that did not pawn
its snow tires for wholehearted gardens, the same light
countering the sleep-driven stake in the measured air
arrested revolutionary leaders, ghosts now rested faults
simmering on lone goat empires sold like staple stone
rosary bead companions for admirals, profit coax members

How the 1960s coerced you to talk and then promptly run away
like you were never here in moments or committees steaming
the summer and the dandelions and the aiming at predatorious
farm stealing grocery webs, falling, like a tremor on past lives,
evening fondness capturing air with starvation wages for Corvidae
and complacent rubbing matches on horse-shells on pressings,
nighttime fog awaiting you and me and failed redemption trials
instilling in us memory still damned and rejected from starry light
there was a misplaced contract that makes us the perfect assailers
of just triumphs being unexpected to be bothered to carry it out
between brothers and sons and quiet souls and nature in the spoils
alone and predictably across the street from each other, present,
this contract did not bleed to let us in under secret lamps stalling
we were always learning the gifting of sharp directions, suit-contracts,
but the paperwork burdened air starts to learn what we could do,
what they can’t, get away with it under the passive invisible nature