Ok, here's another one of my favorites and it's a rough draft and more spoken word than my typical poetry, so keep that in mind....
Reach out for me, I'll calling out to you
I hear your footsteps, I felt when you grew
My essence is in the air, I know the poison you do
But never commanded you free will, that was all you
Only you, I and God know what you'll be
I'm just the line between a life you'll likely never see
You can't deny my existence, I don't understand your perplexity
Of why standing so close to me creates it's own ecstasy
I'll escort you to Hades in my cherry red Mercedes
Taint you with greed, drugs, a pool pit, or strange ladies
Question your clarity to birth me cursed babies
Tell you Bush is your friend, and needs you to join the Navy
If you seduce me past what's healthy, I'll suck you in and claim you as mine
You'll feel me when the shiver claims the calmness in your spine
I posed luring opportunity you had strength to decline
But so many do not, I am the infamous chalk line....
