I am the painter of fateInking my intertwined pathsTo the SunWho rises colorblindIn between notes of cloudsLook deep into my soulMy irises are theColo..
I had a bad day.One of those thatstarted while I was sleeping.Shaking handsand a heart racinglike the horsesin the Kentucky Derby.I kept my mind blank..
We'll walk hand in handin a field of daisieseach whispering their little secretsto the wind. The willow treebeyond us dancesin it's own trancethat we ..
I wipe my handsof the dust thatmy hazy pasthas left behind.I shiver as the last of the burninglight of my fictionalsun slides down into the spineof th..
a blue jaypaints circlesalong a million silver lined cloudshovering over treeslike a musky mist of love.my tongue on glasssketching a kissexcept you a..
dreading the silence...i turn the radio dial just until it is perfectlyon a line betweentwo numbers...and all i hear...is pleasant staticvibrating aga..
there is a millionin this auditoriumthat is meantonly for oneand I am in the spotlight in the backlimelightof limelightsin the grim...dim...spotof att..
it is my turn for a ration of pain in this minute worldwhere mytonguebecomes a rugfor muddy shoes to scratch uponwhen the sky cries into soft tissuesa..
of which is humourand of which is life that ourdry mouthsgape at the beauty of death?old princesses and younghobgoblinswilllaugh atour naivetethat imi..