Stay clear of the green that
longs to take over the blue area,
it represents what should not be
forgetting that what would be
is also in existence.

The need to understand overshadows
the requirements for a person’s sanity.
Insanity probes, forges and let’s go
but does it stop in the midst?

In the midst, it grows and
reproduces but also, can be lost
in the midst of a deep gaze.

The deep gaze is that that
let’s us go on in the midst of it all.
In the midst of blue,
so many things happen but one thing is constant
jealousy would always be green and
blue peace and tranquility.

"And the blue haze, wiped my gaze

And spoke to me- as I sought
anarchy.

-

I knew that what it said, would just be numbers in my head

And what really shook, is the authoritative hold it took.

And commanded me my head to lay

On straw and satin silk...

-

Tea: garden aroma: to me, I did not stir.

At this moment I found restraint in dreary eyes.

-

A couple more spokesmen- look!

Shadow figures multitude of twelve.

The hours of the clock direct heaven light-

And birth of dying hell.

...shadowy figures-

(Balance scythes on two hands scale.)

-

The dark ones command me, and speak in ill-

(My frame is weak- and inevitably yields)

To dusk harvest hooks, that bind me to my bed.

(And in my room, I rest- commanded- as dead.)

-

A blue haze spoke,

And washed my fears away,

The light forms- a script.

Authoritative motions- by skeletal death- grips.

Open hands-

Black cloaks-

Cut just above the wrists."