*the clothespin is growing full
time for hanging out to dry
initially the tears gone by
followed by freshly inked pages
words beyond lyrics escape me
sounds without notes are tuned out
a brand of merciful oblivion
melodic morphing of the moment
having forsaken reconciling past
having abandoned present rationale
the future becomes mine to ignore
merely rogue feelings incarnate*
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
*the clothespin is growing full
time for hanging out to dry
initially the tears gone by
followed by freshly inked pages
words beyond lyrics escape me
sounds without notes are tuned out
a brand of merciful oblivion
melodic morphing of the moment
having forsaken reconciling past
having abandoned present rationale
the future becomes mine to ignore
merely rogue feelings incarnate*
