Fields of golden corn to where I played as a child to lay on my back feeling the warmth of the sun A cooling summer breeze passing through the field of gold making the corn sway as If like waves upon a sea White fluffy clouds that pass on high laid watching as they form pictures In the sky briefly passing over the sun Causing sudden chills whilst laid on my back of summer days In beautiful fields if gold
To Remember fields gold cooling breeze that cause the corn to sway like waves upon the sea whilst laid on summer days In fields of gold
On split finger webbing, blistered metatarsal pads, catlike: left left, right right. You're just over there? You call this chasm just? On split, sore patella, charred hands, the head hanged loosely, as dead: left left, right right. My head down, eyes up, right? Compensation has been tendered for the services rendered, right?
there's nothing like the shock of sudden cold rushing through your blood stealing your breath away white flowers at my fingertips light as feathers on the wind rippling waves of soundless melodies fill the spaces between body and world