all

all the airport maps i know
all the falling lives of snow
all the words that make us hurt
all the tiny shapes of dirt

all the tentacles and ears
all of the surrounding fears
all the lightbulbs of our lives
all the lunch and dinner knives

all the tempting words of good
all the shoelace that i should
all the tyrants and their fate
all the parties way too late

all the simple simon stones
all the bird and reptile bones
every hourglass that i see
all the silence inside me