goalkicker
boots boosted
brain fried
running out
of borrowed time
simulated sincerely
stuck in a locket
with a lace
made of sticks
protecting
preserving
narrow
neural passageways
plausibly
possibly
providing something
with the power
deceive me
tug me along
a nodal cord
towards something sweeter
something strong
and much feistier
than yellow Listerine
in the misty
morning fog
or the decaliter
of moonshine
we use to soak
our tainted
trespassing feet
sanitizing each step
for the sake
of eternal rest
to share
a piecemeal with
the motherly
milkweed muggle
made
from tumbled traumas
and jangled cajoles
and disbelief
in the deeds of dust
or the power of fault lines
since everything my son
is so deeply
interconnected
feel the currents
wash our hands clean
be free from
locked doors
and narrow
neural passageways
let your toes breathe
in the wisp
of the Earths crust
silently shedding itself
continuously
beneath our feet
in a little sphere
drifting through infinity
kicked
by a champion
goalkicker
LINK: https://allpoetry.com/poem/16474936-goalkicker-by-Colvet
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