Acrobat

left the rack

and left my heart in seams.

Bubbles bursts

and birds flurry

across the sky all the same.

One sat on a wire

and asked for a grave to be dug

in its frame.

Take a picture

catch a whisper

it’ll all be the same.

Various rocks

and polished pebbles

presented.

Love the same

waiting for commericals

to play after the game.

I flipped the channel

callous arousal

I rather listen to music anyways.