There it was, over my shoulder...my Sky a like the ****** Rainbow.
Tie dyed shades of memories, tossing rolling eau de nils,
Mouldering violets bleeding rose, scarlets, lilacs all decomposed.
A growing shroud and flowing mist, darkness gathers I shouldn’t resist.
Turn turn now away and to the fright, searing blaze of futures light.
May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 4:54 PM UTC
There it was, over my shoulder...my Sky a like the ****** Rainbow.
Tie dyed shades of memories, tossing rolling eau de nils,
Mouldering violets bleeding rose, scarlets, lilacs all decomposed.
A growing shroud and flowing mist, darkness gathers I shouldn’t resist.
Turn turn now away and to the fright, searing blaze of futures light.