Legoland

This glass is a safe holding my age
Rip off the fake nails and follow the tracks of deer up ahead
Barley preserved the age of my skin
Pick up your feet and follow the steps of sheep up ahead
Your mindset is read like a forecast in newsprint

This fiction is your purpose, existence
Our age group exceeds us our efforts prestigious

Writings with the lead of legend, changing all the fact to fiction (why can’t we sing?)

Breathe a night without gray light?
Brag about a sober moment?
Hold a hand with honest intent?
Walk a line with great preciseness?
Remember our thoughts and promises?
Take a pill with honest reasons?

Twelvemonths waiting for new light of sight, eyes blurring
Pictures giving eyes of insight new context
Artists in lead fight for ink while writers at work smudge the page
Fathers bleed fairly insuring their senescence, mortality
Daughters reap rashly