vowel movement

you don’t understand how to understand me I’m a façade of complexity marching down the street baton in hand in fancy frills like I’m fronting the fucking band the ground feels unstable and trembling holding hands we brace in waiting afraid of losing control to just let go and give up everything we know we don't know... we don’t know where the time will go or when the reaper will reclaim what she sowed we’re crossing bridges while looking down our nose we’re superstitious crossing fingers eyes and toes in a moment the moment’s gone you could miss it if you sneeze blink or yawn like watching in reverse the moves you make when you shake the dream and start to wake you don’t understand how to understand me I'm a façade of complexity floating down the street flower in hand a fucking fool if I think I’m the magician our house of cards is rotating shuffle a vowel to see a new meaning skeleton tree dimensional keys endless tetrahedral you don’t understand how to understand me I’m a façade of complexity marching down the street baton in hand in fancy frills like I’m fronting the fucking band the ground feels unstable and trembling holding hands we brace in waiting afraid of losing control to just let go and give up everything we know what do we know... there’s something heavy about the weight of breath another thing that we can’t measure so we just guess and what’s the difference plus or minus a few Grams there’s nothing here that we can hold in our hands ancient forces twisting our fates holding doors and closing gates one hand two hands four limbs eight chakras balance on spinning plates