Censorship screams
When the curve shifts
From on its way West
To headings Northerly
The voices are many
"Stay how you were"
I'd like to be different
Identity crime nonetheless
Wanders at night
Keep change cops asleep
I head into the storm
Notifications at bay
By the by and the by
Towns big and small
Predict where I'm going
Tomorrow you'll be wrong
Understanding is lost
Compassion is gone
When you don't get me
I don't get any of you
Onward yet onward
Repeat or pattern-free
Pascal my wagers
Plato my republic
Unveiling as I go
Even to me
I know now how to flow
Rationally
Best you pay no mind
The trumpets call out loud
That the piano is out of tune
And your crumpets aren't dry
Communicate with me still
You all who fail to see
The light which cannot find
My flight fixed free
Undeniable the call
Of a moment's peace
That moments stretch on
In loneliness release
Follow yet nothing
Consciousness Roams
Roads paved and hollow
Benevolent moans
Beauty cannot yet escape
This poem undone
As I cannot find her
As the curve seems all wrong
Wherever we go
However we is undone
The double you and e
Might not follow you home
Incomprehensibility
Syllables to dust
Are these words
Established unjust?
Vagueness unrelent
Mildness tree bent
Limestone sea
Ponderous me
Change but I must
In spite of the clouds
Anxiety begone
And so too the crowds
Roman Ryan 