Popping disco

I tremble when I come across,
  Something real
Imprints marking me,
      Scores not settled
Popping disco on the branches,
That I balance on
Pluck those strings baby
(Rare adornment)
Skull on asphalt roads
  Not trodden just calm
When do you really know you’re free?
      What keeps you from thinking your not?
  Adjustment and hope is freedom
(Swaying my head)
(6 am, still awake)
    Can’t sleep because I am not done
(Being here)
Cigarette smoke is sapphire
    (Flowing up)
When you give up on finding delight
  (That’s when it will come to you)
Let love be your masterpiece
  Hate being your evil
How can you not dance with this tune?
  (Ill be jamming)
Crush landed into the situation
(What happened?)
Leave the cement behind
    Sparkles resting upon my endow
Eyelids, the natural shutter
How many words that your lips speak are yours?
      How many of your thoughts is truth?
Tinkle bulbs flaring towards the middle
What hurts more?
    Knowing you never kept it,
Or you never even had it?
None of us are born foundations
Only cracked walls…
I rather experience nightmares
    Than be numb
Maybe being dead is being alive
    Maybe when we expire we fall into heaven
Without being put into the graveyard
  Popping disco with every finger snap
      Reducing into earth’s cold lap…