making one gear smaller to slow the time can make it holler will the other hear the sound of the dollar

sandalwood and jasmine turn tail and attack the senses of your mind as you just stand there and watch it go by

broken perfection siege-d by the hand only to find - nothing looking back in the mirror the horror that races through

turning the faucet on and asking for something and out it pours, free flowing and full of color, abstract for the eye to see

flossing with gold thread as the kitty spills the milk this idea might just work caught in the invisible web glares from the stares

in this globe i am alone or they are in a globe with different rules, ideas and plans no cracks get in the way

the pieces fitting together the fear crowded out with truth flowing and emotions poured out can understand how the

what is the focus while the continuous diving off the plank is performed for art sake’s the seeping in as moths

looking down at the smooth stone that i just picked from the creek and as the water evaporates i ponder the meaning of your words gently pecking your cheek

the facade fighting for position making a bubble to wrap in holding all the desires and keeping all the harm out so we think, but harm we cause

i don’t know where they come from i don’t know where they are going they have a mind of their own they speak about UN-understandabl… i sometimes search for them

or begins as the key climbs the string hey kite, what are thee to me for i say when you fly the cords of my mind

shuffle reshuffle cut . reshuffle picking different cards this time placing a crinkle

the understanding can be had as we sleep at night may we play in that land the land of spirits