Risa

keeps us from faling

Time swaggering
sometimes seming like a crumbled cube of sugar
eyes open,to that sobering obvious cube
leaves at the bottom of my cup are pointing to my obvious
path
the one introduced
that is too easy..... the one that doesnt need to be washed
or hidden from sight
covered with fake smiles and so many maybes
hesitation may be my blunder
far beyond desire want or need
comfort and clarity cannot be designed only felt
not a factory in sight
a sheet of one liners is the only thing i can do
but one is better than none