just to make a point
he'll walk away with his head in the air
pulled through the water at times
ending up with more smoke
than intended and darkness takes over
earlier than any day yet
the rain soaked afternoon
twisted the five o'clock sky
a little pink a little orange
around the triangular hour
talks of darkness overcome
with the grim reality this night
would bring if it could but
it exists only as the background
for all experiences
just to make a point
he will stick out his foot
when you walk by watch out
he doesn't care what initials
your name has he knows the real JC
tough guy
just to make a point
without proving anything
at all costs trying to save face
just like the rest the hour
of one hundred eighty degrees
passed out around
seven now it's nearly ten
but soon it will be four and twenty
all over again
just to make a point
no one thinks it can be done
after nearly fourteen years
just like that it could be done
and who would hold up a red
octagon and it's a good thing
geometry was taught when it was
else he might never know
just to make a point
he grabs the purple pack
and grinder he knows
it's ten thirty but there is something
about the fingerprint on a page
makes the need to investigate imperative
not to mention unavoidable
from where he stands...
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