Symphonia Illiterate

Blue bottle trees and pollen heavy bees
Floating against a fluorescent sky
Spent air exhaled with a defeated sigh
Expiring light from a fusion powered star.
Escape from heavy flesh and fate
Tin can diplomat with a silver foil hat
Narcoleptic patterns where nothing matters
On the borders of sleep and eternity.
Revelations and expectations
Sinking in whirlpool bathtub storm fronts
Clogging old pipes with these thoughts of mine
Washing my brain for a brand name day.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s