sober fear

a fresh gaze  
in disguise  
no one knows  
a tender stroll  
in the spur  
blossoming warm  
infantile breaths  
mending my soul  
after losing authority  
consent all over  
I’m sure you don’t mind  
a change, a pass  
devil sponsored  
echos into a hole  
and you belong to me  
southern star  
sweat of July  
old games  
and your mothers preaching  
slowly fading away  
filtered from this mess  
bittersweet change  
while the frozen ice  
around my fingers thaw  
dripping slowly over your  
paper gates tearing it away  
piece by piece  
to feel like the first time  
contain yourself  
let loose more than I can take  
bow down  
feel the rhythm  
everybody has a ghost  
don’t feel guilty  
keep the excess untold  
if you like  
under sober fear  
feel the change 
under sober fear