Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?

I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow

The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays

Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs

No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told

Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin

A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock

Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray