Clarity with both feet on the ground.
This is a recurring theme.
When the keys are hit with extra volume,
with the sense of assertion
that accompanies crows
and their confidants,
there is enough parking lot chicken
to go around.
This is a time not of abundance,
rather waste and ineffectiveness
in a sea with too much water
and too many long-dead fish.
Recurrence is a theme too,
a motif guided by pauses
and only identifiable
without causes.
Proper jaws double the plural.
Jawses.
Sharks and their videographers
are ready for their boat-up.
Put your feet up a little;
that will be
the only way
to save the world.
Roman Ryan 