Testo Kateiswar

define then amplify the rage bleeding from microphones crossfire at the checkpoints upon leaving home calculate with precision what we should take in stride by lying when we falter knowing art imitates life is war no less no more i’m sure we could live by the times that could’ve been follow the signs to the bitter end lean our restless bones against the currents and be carried west beyond the shadow of all doubt we convinced ourselves we’re right grapple with such courage in our own fixed fights shed our second skin our idle hands our idols hold creeping inch by inch to and from every milestone except love the gift unfolds in embrace of growing old