where dinosaurs once tread

 
The tears are only a start
Cleansing the optics , rincing out the metrics
preparing for re-entry
into streets with comprehension suffering from hypertension
In the room the walls wait
for the obvious to be mentioned.

Big heart country trying to get out into the sunshine
The glory glow of the churches and their cheerleaders sinking into self prophetized black holes
The keys obvious, notice them next to the knees.
Mobile temples of the gods who put the g into genetics
going about their business under the radar of statist chatter and quackery choirs

The tears ducts a release valve when infinity hits the fan
The choices moist
Wet with life
Making it thru the night to the morning
where the howl finds a tune it can sing along with.

Walking on ground where dinosaurs once tread
All around, reminders to feed your head.