On the slabs I leave black footprint
On the paves while bare skin flakes
On the breeze I am emptying out
On the hot road covered skin chafes
On the chords of my shorts I empty
Out
Out side and free this surely is the life
Out all the skin sifting a broke hourglass
Out demarcating no no return belly
Out the flabs of dune wobble and burst
Out of all balk, bind and big trouble
Out riding my own dust wet and time
