time we wander

time we wander a weaver's web we wasted on the way that gave the path is best well worn beatn down to the ground the dust in my eyelashes caved in to sink a soul to the depths of neverland that flies a new cloudless sky a blue that never strays too far from the scenery painted posted on the scales on my justice gold a weight that wishes more than it is
a fate that escapes that wanders an eye that saunters a step to gaunt to gather the weight of a wind through the future tense of never and will i ever a statement a type that saw the blank white and gave birth to the red and raw realism of black too deep a track to tread too long a path too wide to narrow its access a waist a waste to weigh a wish that kissed a crease in the carousel sang a motor hum to the beat of nitched nodules that creak and whispers wood with the step that strays to the steps that sit and wait