your sidewalk benches.
where the weary
oh the streets when we’re
(she’s so HEAVY) (dont be weak)
and woman, woe man, we
beaten down. beatin it. beat up. beatin round bushes.
we are burning.
(we got fire) (let it shine) (spark)
~this light of mine, it ain’t little~
division, this fraction, fences/wall/isms. decisions.
the galaxy’s interior.
is a boundary.
for one dollar,
street soldiers, speak.