Meaning clears the way through nonstop

Meaning clears the way through nonstop
verbiage, chops at bramble each
next footstep. Growth closes behind,
forward and back a mutual mystery.
That’s why days are named. Monday
Tuesday Wednesday go past as if
you know something. Towns have names
to tell you where you are now
and where you were last year.
And people, there goes George, here
comes Alice.” Hello, everybody.”
Even together they’re one at
a time. That’s what drink and drugs
do, blur the edges, let
everybody be a lump,
“All together now, sing.”