Hazy Acres

Three shapes in a mystical freedom 

Penetrating the sober

Forever to engage 

Where has desire gone 

Now left to be 

Beams radiating in every direction 

Savagery verse kindness

Coupled in unison 

Messages frozen in time 

One last chance when all is a chance 

The face living in our dark 

Soulful plantaria 

In a hand 

Risking the edges for more 

Bottles in an empty salutation 

Mint outlining the diggers wing

Belts fastening for the bigger children 

Slow motion cinema 

Run out of film in the casting sin 

Motion shuffles in a deck of reminiscent falsity 

The new professor 

A seat made of water 

Rapidly secluding toward the sun 

As it turns in the stir 

Showering in the fidget 

Painting the pictures with the old paint set 

Invisible easel 

Shades of forrest ways 

One future 

Lasting until it can withstand a thousand seldoms

Tucks away expectational gravitation 

Freak birth born in the exception 

Sojourner lovely 

Roamer built with tough skin 

Boots of the road 

In the mind or physical 

See the same experience 

Hermit verse the shark 

Dead strings play the tunes of the trains 

Fleet of running souls 

Limitless decisions to place a marker

Advancing the blind 

Awake not woke 

Solitude savannah 

She still stirs the midnight brew 

Waiting to be shared