Safety Concerns - Buzz Saw

Burn your knee in hyper gear
Longboard slipping out of sight
Losing skin on pavement dude
Though your brain is still in flight
Tranquil in the stop of motion
Canines ache adjust your bite
Anticipate the negatives
Of skipping safety gear tonight
Stop to pause
Crayons melting in my veins
Chalk is better for concrete
But I'm pumping wax for days
T-posing praise the sun
To pierce smoke with it's rays
Envy for the cat at lounge
Lofty with it's gentle gaze
Water puddles show
Depressions that line the road
Never know what divots form
When you poke and tease and goad
Bomb bumble bee bring pain
Besting bikers in their lane
•breathe• a quarter note
Let the world know my name
It's safety no it's Julian
Say it: Hamilton Faulkner
Regal sounding I admit
No relation to the author
Steady as the ship sails on
Through the twisting waves
Polite to a fault when I
Awkwardly ask for some praise

I used to put nose to the grindstone
But now I put my brain to the buzzsaw

Written by:
Julian Faulkner

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