Listening Totality

Ends find themselves 
In the end
At the corner of Mean Street
And existence

Heard through the wine
Redundant echoes
Driven to wave at the vastness
By which cultivation swears

Inward, outward, sidewords 
Walk up and by and by

We've been piled up
Interstate crashed
Commercial clauses that beg
Regulation, top-level scrutiny

That's after-the-fact, though
We're talking in-our-moment
Not testimony

The facts and fiction
That flow from loose lips
To earned ears