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.