...there was no one after 6

......... still strong in the mid zone

Breeze stoned comes the new day

Drones walks the path past her ambient morning

I have seen anthills, swirling towards the end

Come home its late she beckons

Little freckles dance a tight rope dream

Write with broken fingers, goodbye cyber

It’s my dream you stole she screams upwind

Run with the forest, dream beneath the trees

There you are, yellow in the sunlight of youth

Who needs sweet music, claims the songbird

We came alone to you silver sphere of hope
...knowing everything will pass

...it's sunday did you remember?

yes, i will love you with content
...for you show me a place to hide"
without conditions my dear*
...smirks, "so fuck you mister mirror" ...it's all real

cosmic dusk

           do not shy away from the light, we were never really alone

            let go of the shine for it's only a materialistic seed dying

            comfort in silence for this day happened light years ago

             they have arrived in vast numbers i tell you my friend

                          ...think i will wear the blue one today*

darker than blue

i still wander in disbelief as how they left
remembering them shouting "there is safety in numbers!!!"
my feet moved on regardless of their foolish thoughts
... and for the most part i kept repeating "there is stupidity in numbers"
take me home to the fields,
... there is a song in the breeze i long

magnetic air

purple lights follow me home

these mutants found hidden patterns
from above my stillness ripple
a neon glow and cosmic gain
surrender halo saucers...

headful of orbit

gin glows under purple lights...
so now i drink flourescent liquid
a taste for the milkyway perhaps
...life is a star, glow with me*