Hocus Pocus

Well if you’re out and about on the freeways this morning, no dinosaurs to worry about.

So many ways to wait beyond the lines that border us from them

Don’t take a shot, a smoke to trigger just a little bit from them

Can’t be a crime to meddle

Can’t be wrong to push the pedal

Queasy and grime, no balance

Standing bones don’t up the level

So many times, the prints don’t match the brush that painted it [from them]

Don’t take a forge, or wait to dazzle as a conjurer [from them]

Behind the drape, un-ageing

Behind aims of rearrangements

Stuck in the slime, no paddle

Guarded life, don’t tend to dabble

Legalise this principle

Jump into our spot not physical

Bring it closer to the middle, want to write with control

[one step a] [what’s left but]

Wander from the cynical

Take a look at this atypical

With an amplitude for rhythm

As a tightening will, just when it starts to let go

So many ways

Can’t be a crime

Behind the drape

Wander from the cynical

Take a look at this atypical

With an answer to the riddle

As the tightening grip, just when it starts to let go

Jump into a spot not physical

Bring it closer to the middle

Want to write with control

A slipping grip has let go

Hocus Pocus