the odds become clear

pierced hearts will ache and then hear the howl
hear it rise out of a canyon buried in plain sight
fuzzy except at night,
when the antenna picks up the out of tune
when the mechanisms of states of mind show their cards
that's when the odds become clear and you can make a deal with the aching

walking down the path to the shore
where the horizon holds steady
where the mysteries make it a matter of hit or miss
with regards to peace
with regards to living outside the illusion
that's when the odds become clear and you can make a deal with the aching

at the windows of the world a crowd has gathered
to peer at the absurd
to count their blessing
to watch the sun drop into the horizon
that's when the odds become clear and you can make a deal with the aching