SCREW LOOSE

I'm letting the pieces of the puzzle fall into place.
Setting the stage askew, involved in the race.
Ready to fight the demons, schemin' venomous laced all around the corners.
I bet it was haste, the place us people fall into.
So i'm letting the present people in the moment know I feel their energy.
An immensity, a perched pilot up in the sky.
Battling...
Defy highwire.
Circumnavigating the back of the brain but it's no use.
You can't use a screw to get a screw loose.
Extension of my hand to bid adieu to spirit abuse.
Only meant to confuse.
We're  getting so wrapped up in our heads, we need a moment of presence.
Setting a trap to fall in, a sling to hold our essence.
A better endeavor lies between the heart and the strings.
Part way with the feeling we're apart from all things.
Start looking through the listening glass.
Visiting last would be the moments of our past and how we looked through that glass.
A sashay toward the moment and hold it.
Cause it would be a waste of time to model the mind, fold a rock, drive in a nail with a sock or hold your tongue when you talk.
So walk on over to the light and forget about the dark.
A folded hand to the ego because it wants to want more than it wants to have.