as I walked in white
in the gilded summer night
foot steps following
one heel, one heel
down the street
downtrodden
floating
detached
lost
a call came from
a wind maker on the street
a stirrer of emotions
a sorcerer whose only game
was that of creation
I watched the draw and pull
of the strangers into his
gravitational field
tendrils of invisible allure
wrapping around shoulders
ankles of passersby
as they froze
captivated by his moth-and-spider web
of alien, archaic sound.
in the aftermath
of my escape
from his forcefield
I sat on a bench
carefully attempting
to tuck the edges of my
being back
inside my body
so to join
the rest of the anonymous
collective fleeing
from the ancient
difficult feelings
he had stirred
from the greater
universal melting ***
no longer recognized
in this
Cold Age of Chrome and LCD screens.
Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 7:19 AM UTC
as I walked in white
in the gilded summer night
foot steps following
one heel, one heel
down the street
downtrodden
floating
detached
lost
a call came from
a wind maker on the street
a stirrer of emotions
a sorcerer whose only game
was that of creation
I watched the draw and pull
of the strangers into his
gravitational field
tendrils of invisible allure
wrapping around shoulders
ankles of passersby
as they froze
captivated by his moth-and-spider web
of alien, archaic sound.
in the aftermath
of my escape
from his forcefield
I sat on a bench
carefully attempting
to tuck the edges of my
being back
inside my body
so to join
the rest of the anonymous
collective fleeing
from the ancient
difficult feelings
he had stirred
from the greater
universal melting ***
no longer recognized
in this
Cold Age of Chrome and LCD screens.
copyright FHW 2011
A.N: if you have the opportunity to experience what didgeridoo sounds like live, I would strongly suggest it.
