My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Summer time blues drift off as fall rattles its cageThe wind is blowing a gut punch across the sky; with the hopes of some spontaneous recognition Fourth floor apartment to the left; stereo cranked up torches everyone in ear shot...a minimum ten block radiusA memory tapping melody that drifts;lifting the air to an all encompassing …
I am a time traveler and I can drift off with the best of them - or the worst; it just depends, I suppose I suppose when the wind blows across an ocean so vast only the illusion of it fits with a sense of integrity in the palms of my hands; and suppose I …
Bits and pieces golden flecks rainbow colors twirl with delight notes and verse sing from high above majestic vibrations rattle the senses dripping deep red blood stained holy water sprinkled over me clear blue sky reflection pool ripple effect heart to stone visions shadow my private thoughts ....sleep doesn't come Drum beat blue moon dancing …
Trilby Yates 