Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more

Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink

Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice

Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply

Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray

I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow

I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!

Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array