OF GREYEST JURISDICTION

talking to myself
in my head at night
i stumble & lose 

every second word

the plans & the ideas

cool & crazy & bullshit

building there of mist 

bolt & dash & career 

away on sudden motorcycles
into

the
brain haze vanishing points 

of greyest jurisdiction

where the universal minds

sorting pools & pulleys & levers

select a more functional chancer 

to try on for size