unmistakable sight

i stop myself from trying new rhymes
dictating power form speech
i lose control of my mind
with each passing second

there it is the unmistakable sight
that something promised for all hardship
which can be taken in a second or two
of truly platonic police beating

let’s buy a house which will not be ours
think about yourself in a new role
tired, collapsed, grave-like
you will crawl up to the ceiling

i am not known to myself
i prove myself to be something else
with all that it implies and replays
the house of cards resurrected