How easily blinded
by my own emotions
that I became the liar.
How easily deafened
by my own heartbeats
that I set myself on fire.

We are full of joy
thought you never see
30 seconds ******
statued devotee
No smile for your eyes
No movement in our limbs
No expression can we wear
except the one of grim.

The sail is billowed out.
The mast is standing high.
The moon, the stars, and the sea,
reflected in my eyes.
What great a thing it is
to be given such a gift
of mother natures beauty
on a night such as this.
I feel like I am home
beneath wide and open skies
and everything I'll ever need
is wind so I can fly.

Organic days of zig-zag light
Shadows deep as my resilience
She-wolf howls in the dark of night
Illuminating silent brilliance

For who shall tell me now or near
what it is my heart does fear?
Not them, or they, or you, or thee
It is I, and only me.

Ensemble sound drifts
Instrumental melodies
Singing their hearts out

"That's not a good hat
for a fine looking man.
That's a go to hell hat."
I said "I don't understand."
Steve piped on up
"Man, I'm trying to sell that."
To which Bob retorted
"It's a god awful hat!
When it is donned
and someone does yell
that it's ugly and fugly
you say go to hell."
So I bought two right then
and put one of them on.
Walked to the door and
before I was gone
I turned and I smiled
It was not a hard sell
"Well gentleman thank you
now go to hell!"