loud louder loudest loudest yet louder still more
the light seeping through the crac… as the soul longs to be seen spraying colors of emotions as seeing the soul with clear lens the split mirror shows two sides
the twist of the arm the braking of ones bones the ripping of flesh as you tear away the barbed wire the crushing of ribs as you breat…
the paths come together and run side by side some of us just wanting to hide painting on plastic wrap it will be such a ride
death the dash is released - freeing the colors to see and put in order to climb the spheres
maybe there’s another way a better way a tidal way that’s not dreary bleak or dark
as you place me in your hand folding fingers over and carrying… to a place where you can get the magnifying glass out, are you going to burn me?
if it was as if the butterfly had just landed, no –lifted in fli… or the breath of it just touched the branch as if begging for (information), h…
in times of old it was obscene the character the choice made and history told
no going around the bush here picking the posies to expose the bleeding tears - sear with the hot rung a rose left dripping with the memories
the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error
the words dancing with the notes as you make the music sing up and down as they go around per-sifted to fill the air
it can take the butterfly a long t… stretch its wings to the full leng… using them as antennas to look int… the future and know how many beans… if while fumbling in the pocket, t…
lost in the scent as the smelling… escorting beauty by the hand - buy… because the tone is in the air as the spider spins her web - her… on a hill, the breeze wrapping you…
down yonder it gracefully glides cascades of color to my surprise light on one side - confides in the corner where it hides the reflection of the shadow