Pour Me More

all that’s ensued
and we rise,

just not quite as high as
sky walker’s

a tightrope glitters over city on
pause as it dissolves
into crowd

of arms crossed and
bent crowns,

then feet form their own clouds
to storm splendor

and poured two
milky eyes,

running down

into glowing drain
then spit back
at the

Grumpy Gorman

Thanks for the eyes and minds you’ve lent as support.

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