Authenticity is in the eye of the
sophisticate beholden to invisible
slaps in the race to the final rung
of a sadder life than running out
before the proper time.
Condensation forms when enough
minds agree to humidify a lawn;
when each of the blades are sufficiently
uniform, cut them off, just in case one
tries to grow faster than the others.
Images are out to get your attention:
holding hands you will walk
through a subway car, dodging
people who have places to get,
unlike you, you romantic fool.
Roman Ryan 