Maniacal Escape

Maniacal Escape Sep 2020

Statuette touch in a windless dream.
floating on whispers to a silken shore.
clouds fly by and so do I,
time is abstract as dreams.

Maniacal Escape Sep 2020

As the walls turn to glitter
And the sound becomes lights.
It's time I headed home.

Maniacal Escape Sep 2020

Fast as your feet can carry
Careening off through time
Mountains are hills and hills are fields
And I am running.

Maniacal Escape Sep 2020

Tomorrow

Running through these brisk fields, swimming with reeds of happiness.
Not a care in the world for the fields that lie beyond.

Maniacal Escape Sep 2020

Snow globe cracks,
Perfect little life, hemorrhages
Glitter shimmer. Congealed clot.
Desolation in a quiet bubble.
Left behind.

Maniacal Escape Aug 2020

Colour on canvas with the Crimson crayon.
Pure art, the world is stained red.
Frame it. Murderous masterpiece.

Maniacal Escape Aug 2020

Slip into
Our hopeless lives
It's true
The hearth is warm
In our silly lies.