Bob’s Your Uncle

it’s the delusion that worries
our instant calendar shares
that hopes in distance
water is the ultimate act
brooms its way over us
in a surround of theater
that is not for everyone
secret tapping monologues
this is a declaration of violence
this nutshell over the fence
& this is a blind study
that could answer or question
the last raise of an arm
a cause that carves on walls