Needin a new angle that flows. Somethin leavin me spread out on the floor so low. I'm diggin deep n pourin me out. Quietly I am without sound. Followin the direction of the cracks in my mind. Dancin with words leapin with time. Leakin I drip colorless rainbows. Makin dreams n livin so bold. Grippin reality as it reshapes to truths. Showin what's the use. Searchin for somethin fresh. Givin my altimate best. Somethin never said before. As the dark smudges within my thoughts open doors. Verbally abusin a situation. With no limits on the imaginations hesitation. I need a conversational piece. One that will be remembered when I'm deciest. Sinkin into the black hole in my head. Where the nutshell lays to bed. Maybe that's where I'll find my off the wall master piece that I crave. One where I don't know how to behave. My tongue needs a new texture to marinade. Bustin tastbuds as words are re-arranged. Somethin thick n juicy I can create. Somethin that can not wait. Blind sided by my own escape. Outlinin it in white tape. Settin this never endin syllable war fancy free. Released as I attempt to breathe.
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