Grayness all around- it subtracts from life. Water, stimulating gray- it adds to life. Oceans are heaving, all in the sky. Cement is weeping, gum draining away. Grass is Greening, the dirt swimming. Light is dancing, electric it is- fiery reflections in sparking pools. The trees are barren. Their innards dry. Their ancestors rejoicing, watched by red and yellow eyes-lies-lights.
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Where I go, only one must wander. I search for inspiration, as my feet grow lonely, and wet, and cold. The muddy pathway. The long lost feet are forgotten in a forced way. Life I seek, my pages grow dirty. The rain is threatening now, along with my pen.
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Darkness approach'ed, my mind turn'ed to hay. Man in the mint, my warty feet grow weary, tentacles to trouble.
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The horizon disappears, curved as it was. I reach the top, and turn around to the past. My utter life. Learning, life, and love, are encas'ed below. Above, the Gods see only me, and reward me with Clear drops. The double horizon is split by orange lights of destruction. In the distance, they twinkle in fright, the trees and titans, destroying with times ink distansky.
Teeth of civilization, a hard line
Below
Electric Amber
Reflections on invisible clouds from
Orange lights of destruction
twinkling in fright
Melding, paisting, painting
Dry slimy
Flat
A painted transition from orange to black.
Lines of cars, become lines of light. Fear spurs us on, the storm darkness night. Behind me is clouds, secrets with dangeretts. Clouds of fairies, Grey with transition. Swimming like beastly ink, swarming like beastly bees. The fairies billow to trees in a rainy twilight night, double horizon behind, safety in one, below.
