Unfocused

Open open close
burnt up hole in nose
long long forever
that's the Olivetti rose

Yes, yes, we had that comma
now drop down and become
a hamburger drama
with two buns and rum

Up up out away
directed major glory
the story pitches switches
left to sway and say 

Gather bound to be 
a something called me 
the beats will not match
the rhythm of the math