For Touch Break

As finger pitched the shuteye shadow hard...

to off-key piano...no guts can run the prerequisite 

of heretofore.

Laymen's term made G*d the Most promised

casing slung upon canker.

There's no torture device you or I could manifest

that could stretch us apart to bridge the gap.

Our moral fiber swirls, comes to wood--

laps an inordinate amount of rain...lives the sap

for touch break.

Captured mending-s keep us intact for our

next birthday huddle.

Konstantinos Mark