Ballet and Violence

Freeverse - and strange vision

I try to hear your mind, see or smell your mind, taste or read your mind. Is it ballet or violence? The music you love says little to me, I can hardly hear it, but read it, see it; our eyes meet. Who the hell am I? Who the hell are you - or are you heaven? Whose music do I hear? How do I feel horror yet something that shines like a dream, or a vision? Or even a ballet that is on its way? So much of violence do I feel. I see you now in an autumn mist that is my mind. So, magic dragon, my friend, am I witnessing ballet or violence? Do magic dragons do that? So many things are weird to me. Or am I the weird one? Music, a magic dragon, troubled water, a dream - who the hell am I? And who are you? (2 Sep 2024)