tear

tearing through the street

hair flailing

wailing the tunes

pounding the wheel

trying to stop shock waves

receiving perceiving

infesting her mind

with impossibilities

looking up

searching for

the moon

bleeding moments past

stumbling away

from fluorescent color

and into a landscape

of memories

choking on

pointlessness

hopelessness

and what fors

sobbing for every sob not made

crying for every lesson not learned

justice not served

story not told

salt water flows from her eyes

home

to the ocean

rolling seething

under a moon so constant

in unconstancies

in knowledge

in wisdom

overwhelming

it's beams

tear into the ocean

too.