Court Date

In each moment, there is a slight pause— an invisible inch of absolute freedom. Voices alone cannot park in the crevices of this lot. There’s a time when it starts to breathe, the inch expands to feet. An open door invites the guest, squinting eyes can't find their peace. The eyes need their face in the last act of judgment. The gavels dance and tilt the brimming glass. It wets the clerk and blinds fast, a briny shower that dispels the toughest barnacles of deep. A man of courage, with an overgrowth of twists and turns. Earnings were rough, but now, you are free.