What's With The Shoes?

One step.

One moment.

One heartbeat at a time.

Billboard Brushes

Oshkosh good gosh.

Ten ladders taped together.
Rickety right up to the sky.
He payed for the billboard himself.
It was his only chance to say why.

They drove so fast below.
(What did that sign say?)
His paintbrush dunked back into the can.
Paint flowed like blood.
Maybe today was the day..

A lot can happen between now and never.
Birds chirping.
Ears whistling.
You are worth missing.

He thinks to himself.
Thank God for this rope to tether me.
Whether me..
Whether or not.
There the road turns.

What are you going to do when that noose around my neck burns?
A way.
Words are fire when the heart is a blazing furnace.