Intolerable conditions during daylight
hours give vent to many visions while asleep.
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Keys to coded messages are always hidden within
Forcing doors open cannot happen, because all ofthe keys won’t work except for my voice.Protracting the entire establishment, soaring abovethe crowd and into depths of tombs encased andinterred within solitary mansions reserved foronly the soul of one.
Hurrying slowly through morning hours, anticipating noon and
Caressing soothing thoughts within a mind mellowed with peacefor the time being – wondering randomly what the rest of todaywill bring.Blossoms of anticipation unfold, revealing small journeys soonto be made through pebbles of time unhurried.Slowly stepping through life – watching it unwind.
Signs standing around in vacant lots after dark,
Do we, too, become like signs in the night – helping noone – having no purpose in life?Afraid to let anyone know us during the light of day?Standing around vacant lots where there are no people tomake demands on us, do we too, fail to leave our mark –our message – in life?
Sun shining upon a cold stone day, taking in visions and their details, absorbing them onto photographic screens, taking time to watch their memories fill my mind.
Causing rearranging to alter each picture and bring it into focus for another aspect of life and its’ always changing features.Leaving reality beside itself as I take rides on imagination’s roller coasters.