Promise Ring

It’s always right across the street

when there’s no time to eat I go

for a walk and a stroll

until I wonder what’s below

She or he waits at the door

smoking until there is no more

I blink or wank, talk to sink,

asking for another week

I listen to it all day long

the thunder of another wrong

my mind goes blank, and then I sin,

so one day wondering, does this begin?

One or the other, there’s really no choice,

they’re all the same, without one voice,

they tempt me in the darkest days,

the haunt me in the spots I praise

that there’s a vice or song to sing

as I let go of everything

And then

then the knock comes at the door, today

or sometime from before; from all I’ve read, or seen or heard, written

out the moment cloer

With another stroke, I hear it tink

when I cannot be bothered to think

Doer right and she does no harm,

Dover in the eleator

Casting wells and minding heals

Sour as the pourer reels

V

That’s the truth and I’ll hear it thrice, likely not but that’s advice

To no read the lyrics through

And just realign and begin a new

Rhyme or time, sink or swim

Let’s hope I continue and win

I guess I’m feeling a little old

I don’t know where my voice is nold

Through this maybe it, threw that maybe not

Am I underminding another thought?

It’s not in control, it’s got to flee

That would be the other V

Without a last and without a first

There’s a hunger, and a thirst

A wist of power, a wist of grace

There’s a lord above to save all face

Or in the hallways, through the doors,

Today’s is mine, and so be yours