6 o'clock's hiding

still pulling myself to some far away
i figure my body parts are alot like me inside
the ways that lovers slide into each other
you cannot drink yourself back to a kid again
and still an aging, dangling mirror
will i be placed from man made aircraft
or like minded hotel top
every year i climb a number
at the same time, the wind blows
and borrows my mind from all this human life concern
much like sky, over ocean and blue
what color comes from animal eye
you walk far behind the name
no children or two days alike exact
and then the set of colored light and mind
your life runs past you
standing still, and tripping over feet
nobody likes me here or finds me necessary
stranded at dirt and road
i’m back in school or parents’ job
my childhood eyes still in their sockets
a rope of capturing candies wraps around me
where i’m dropped off, it looks like this display of seasons
and life’s to be looped again
sounding like your favorite song
leaving smudges at your very on with moment
the door closed tight
still planet to wondering reflection

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