Elsewhere

left the courtyard of the king
& invented the day before me.
In this city of disarray
My mind has mended smoothly
All the shreds of broken light
To reconstruct a better view
That I can see the fiction
Crawling on the walls of truth
I made a path & then made more
Subversive to the land
I called for rainfall’s gentle tears
To harvest my untested hand
That I may form my thoughts to clay
Expose the eye inside my skin
& enter here with all of you
Who’ve left your palace to begin
All that isn’t & what should be
Because a feeling in the air
Because of boredom in the barracks
Because of plans we need to share