I danced in a velvet red room with
the shower on-I wanted the noise...

It was a desperate situation indeed
two adults rambling about money...

In the deepest thoughts where only
colored dragons fodder-I layed...

When society gets tired or bored
of every day routines, people...

The errands ran themselves today,
in little mud swirls that floated...

Telltale signs of a miserable desperation;
Javelins shaped with sharp tips at both ends...

In and out of a walling conscious,
unbound, untempted-no fate...

To the tune of a sad blues song,
minus the words that tag along...

My health was a blundering man of opinions,
Birthed in a closet of failed conditions...

Fiddling around the afternoon sun-was a trail of...
sand dune...

In the leaves that fall where upon the light...
the fauna and resembles the ant taking steps into...

Often the tang of the orange sunset shimmers, as...
forever and never return...