Euphoric eyes, synthesize catapult into lies. thick clouds of yellow smoke, take a toke of my dope. take some hope take a smoke. run with the air, run through maze of color and shape, run through haze and tape, the sky ,tape it high.
Ideas and second thoughts, give me shape give me time to stop, reds and greens and silver and blue, colors around for me and you. through and through i see the blue in my hue of green and fields of new.
Jagged pieces of soft brick lay upon my waking eyes, slashing . dancing rapidly towards the sky. bright faces of neon gold, have you seen the colors they have sold?
walk between there dancing legs watch out for earthquakes, spinning world spinning mind, twirl back until you find.. what is mine. what is mine.
No space and time between this fine line of marble glass your my past into the last spring of winter can you wither away? today?
Never watch out, man is yelling about. with his rife and shotgun, watch out kids on the run, stampede we hear them scream to us.
Duck! hunt its time to groove with neon lines of yellow and blue, repeating streets in true colour. no sun only shape, no sky only cake. eat it. well.
mad man why you talk in strange rhyme, why thoughts are space and time?
Blown back, 9mm recoil cloud of thick air bonce softly.. and drip in waves of sound.
01-27-2006, 12:35 PM
Roy
That was really good. I got a visual of running through a big multicolored hedge maze when I read it. Rhyme scheme was cool and different. Right on brother.
02-01-2006, 08:32 AM
Grumpylump
That's really cool. I like the rhyming...confusing though
