Honeycomb Holes

I see a man who sits on his back step, front foot yields a
backdrop, stumbles lead to flat rocks shackles and
scavengers, bruising but never suing for damages til I’ve
brewed a fresh pot of the card counters averages
horse-drawn carriages, water-borne madness splash
war-torn territories, but what of my collection of
effigies? Call em what you will, be it heads or
metal webs, heavy points leave heavy dents
onward went the regiments of mind swings, full of
blood sweat and evidence, awareness and rivalry,
leave the nest tidily, quantize your exit,
quarterize affection, hung drawn and septic,
birds sing a star-sign in motorized jawline
procedure, all the fine proceeds to heretics,
read the news flashes, hide it under mattresses,
step out the back door to see the razed palaces.
Heart soul head hands,
disguises and roles, endless plans,
the parts that we unfold are sans serif castles,
ineffective dialogue and hectic in battle,
actions visions facts that tangle follow the
vandal tracks through the labyrinth that I chose
I go by the name of have words will travel,
engraved on my breast plate, hidden under plain clothes
rain-clouds through saint ghosts, new name but
same dose of droplets and days monophonic and
pure as snow, like canines to rainbows or
soothsayer syllables, nah we can never change those
fray ropes, day-glow shine
the brain hosts a number of minds
play notes, sound a slow rhyme
do I trace a circle or a straight line

Heart soul head hands,
disguises and roles, endless plans,
the parts that we unfold are sans serif castles,
ineffective dialogue and hectic in battle,
actions visions facts that tangle follow
vandal tracks through the labyrinth I chose
I go by the name of have words will travel,
engraved on my breast plate, hidden under plain clothes.