Hazy Acres

One sneaker on and its moving 

Imagine the other shoe 

Off and in and off and on 

Switch 

What kind of world 

In a balloon the pops are liquid after they pop 

To the bottom then analyzed 

Much needed to understand 

As we are blind to the facts that are mysterious 

Reasons and reasons 

To the rhythms in a sway 

One time while walking through the crowd

Wine in the river 

Crows play strings while on strings 

Frogs burp bluegrass on blue grass

Poor old Tennessee  

One pattern is just a pattern if the patterns mean

Pattern 

One turn from falling 

Short drop 

Back to reality 

And the butterflies keep flying 

While the minnows byte 

Snakes 

No worries in the flowing water 

I like the unicorn raft 

Or the one shaped like a donut

Wait

That says donut  

Or the imaginary one that turns into a spaceship 

We walk 

It whispers 

The books are following 

And talking to the walls we walk through 

Broken flowers still smell good 

And look pretty 

And remain broken 

Hard surface ripe with security 

Judgments in a rocking chair 

Knit me a soft prison 

In the end I was always somewhere else

Pinch me 

Death makes it limitless down here

And I am here 

Now 

Bring me tokens made of gold 

And I will spend them 

Like a junky 

Time made it so