The Wonder We Seem To Have Stumbled Over

The roots deeply implanted
Steadily in place
Pound the fists
Pound the booze
Fuck it all
Flip the switch
Take the hits
To the face
Run with it
Take the road ahead
Drop the smokes behind
The morning fades in and out
Through clouds we collected
And the horns jolt to attention
We hum along
Songs and spell
Take to the swells
The screaming continues
Tap along now
Against the frequent pavement
Isolated smiles
Salutations and solutions
Drop the shots from the night before
Buried in the words
Buried again.