In melodic jumps
Around rhythmic hoops
On pastels and colors to frame
Telling stories forever
With truth and shame
Contriving to mysticism
In tunes
Bladed by blues
Every ban on presence
Describes my point of view
I cast shadows
In melodic jumps
Around rhythmic hoops
On pastels and colors to frame
Telling stories forever
With truth and shame
My destiny is in.
Circles **** me
Round-a-bouts begin
I wait for the riddle.
Repetition saturated
I grab the middle.