nothing to be seen
nothing to be seen
in a place void of feeling
an empty echo
Home
the art of talking
the art of talking
hampered when the tongue stumbles
so needing of skill
tip placed on target
tip placed on target
an exhale and then release
the balloon was missed
waiting for so long
waiting for so long
for someone else to finish
government workings
the flash of whiskey
the flash of whiskey
and wash of inhabitions
there giggles abound
often we forget
often we forget
among the noise that is now
grant space for silence
sit and consider
sit and consider
looking out to see what's there
the abyss stares back
feeling as a fraud
feeling as a fraud
wearing someone else's skin
breathe and just be you
let go the pattern
let go the pattern
gaze upon a shallow sky
therein lie the seeds
be uncivilized
be uncivilized
embrace the impishness
feed your feral side