Capacity
Friends gathered notice
By their immeasurable capacities
For alcohol
Is that why old people
Wear neon?
To be noticed?
We all just try
To show us something
Interesting to impress
Big yellow vests
And a Wienhards
Wow.
My eyes are wide
And as long as we’re
Out of hiding
I’d like to hand out
A confiding finger tip
Just barely stick it
In the pie
How nice for a flavor
Taste of making
Re acquaintances
Old friends
Gathered to notice
Immeasurable capacities
We’ve all got the gusto inside
This is the time
And place
Where I am
Grabbing at capacity
Strength in visions
Tucked away in my
Chest of enumerable first
As they pulse the cavity
So much more to fill
One place in time
Where the frothy rush
Of consistency pushes
With love for acceptance
Not always colliding with
Approval
The ocean seems so full
To fulfill
I’ll keep it in my chest
Cavity with all of its
Capacity and hope
It fits the bill
Least I over charge
It leaving ahead the sand
It’s nicer where is stand
And save time for cigarettes
Like the view
Oh, how they take away
Your breath