Upside-down and unconditioned I
climbed my tower.
Sprinkled my flecks and dodges.
Wistful-eyed, in soul surrender
with my twin wild roses, I grew.
Sunset in mauve near sparked attention
cop politician any progressive crew
and all the while
I whinnied to the moon.
Before the door was broken into
under-rooms had shut, had disappeared.
Streaks of starlight filled the streets
and sailing, flew.
This is way the desert sings
tra-la-tra-lee.
Tra-lee-la.
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 9:06 PM UTC
Upside-down and unconditioned I
climbed my tower.
Sprinkled my flecks and dodges.
Wistful-eyed, in soul surrender
with my twin wild roses, I grew.
Sunset in mauve near sparked attention
cop politician any progressive crew
and all the while
I whinnied to the moon.
Before the door was broken into
under-rooms had shut, had disappeared.
Streaks of starlight filled the streets
and sailing, flew.
This is way the desert sings
tra-la-tra-lee.
Tra-lee-la.
automatic writing. just me going off, near sedona az
