A Tone Meant Label

Hard to read between the lines,

a quick way in times disguised,

while you swipe I realize,

that writes are typed,

while words can prime.

To escape the formal rape,

the life that was crates a pace,

to open venues noise enlaced,

the wind will shape the bodied case.

Turned aside while enjoying demise?,

now you woke to only why,

one word, one verse, one stand by,

to see rehearsed.

Better to have left the cry,

the order of the set in debt,

now the venture is collect,

I swallow hard to know the let.

Public opinion is often kept,

by whom is who and approved the coup,

delivered by no more than it's brewed,

the boiling of the pot is true.

Since life cannot no the change,

than what became the lived is range,

the Wild to free the burst exchanged,

embraces what has been arranged.

Imploring no one I speak to pun,

the problem solved the reversal spun,

the Web brought a perfect come,

now the girth is tightening stung.

Tic~Tact~Tough,

the turning flow,

to stream the Being in every whoa,

saddled with the gift of so.

Simultaneously patience spurred,

the craft of ever certain learned,

to speak with vigil as a kern,

the Blog has brought,

defining claught.