Mindless Banter, Session 7.

A long missed dilated view,
though the mist of the unshaded wind
my single breath is sailed into the sight
and the milky clouds swirl off to cover;
the stars seems so shy tonight.
but still, the view off from the diagonal,
every time I stood in view of that light,
no longer can I feel to stay cold again,
as it falls deeper into pitfall;
only the chilled steel of the fence to hold on,
in the aye, I'd took a glance so fragile;
I'd wish I was somewhere up there with you.

Mindless Banter, Session 6.

Shades of blue pick the toes of all my feet,
and the weather surrenders into the frost.
Palms closed, and my eyes wide shut
to see somber in another life,
caught and stumbled onto the quagmire,
strife found its way through
every single drop stars shed in melancholy.
I think i've made it into the other side of things,
still, i don't believe you know my name.
The center caught up to my feet
and i'm back in the crowd.
It was only then i felt the first drop on my back.

Mindless Banter, session 5.

i wish to waltz on the sea,
as i glance and stride where the waves take me.
i only ponder, and where thoughts go out to yonder.
I feel the clouds missing where rain should be.
nevertheless, the crack and the whip comes only closer
and the skin on the face of everyone becomes so unique,
i only wonder to see them all.
so far the ones i remember become all too familiar,
the ones i can't forget,
as i only wish to see them again.
water is always transparent,
but the soul remains too thick to see.
i only wonder to see them all.
as mine dances away in the bluest of the sea.

Mindless Banter, session 4.

Somewhere in the shadows, maybe below the gallows,
i don't set a foot in the deep, but lie in the shallows.
i muster and hinder toward the snow
and crawl though the milky sands
in a world so cream and roses.
i hear the children singing,
of adultery and of murder
calling across the ocean of red
for the time has arrived to sing a requiem
for those who have lost their way,
for those who have just came up short
for those who have raised their hands into the sky, and gave up.
i'm point into the direction of the black, pondering for attack,
waiting for a mistress, knowing she'll never come back.
its all for the better, i wrote in a letter never sent,
buried somewhere in gallows,
as i retreat back into the shadows.

Mindless Banter, session 3.

Why must it always seem like a chore,
when it should be as nice as candy?
they always depend on something expected to know already
but never could they give a hint.
swimming with the swans in a gray lake,
i make a dive hope to never see surface.
its not worth it to see the sun;
its not worth the strength
to only get tackled my someone else's mutilation
i'll drown myself out until the pressure takes me out,
and only then i'll float back to the top,
to see what is left of my spirit.
i don't think the clouds are worried.
neither should I.

Mindless Banter, session 2.

Written out of the black onto the world in the skys,
i felt it striking all down upon me in all sides.
the sidewalk trying to sneak me onto the road.
i guess i lack to believe what i thought in this light.
i wish the conflict could be put beside behind the tyranny of the world i live in.
there ceases to be solution or resolusion,
and i'm cast away in the blight of this array.
Let it go,
Let this go.
If only i'd ever now.

Mindless Banter, session 1.

The walk around, a summery, an overview.
Maybe I was diagnosed with something wrong.
As if I’ve been pushing the “pull” door.
I’d like to think it all goes forward
And everything is going to plan.
But the blueprints are fumbled a hundred miles back,
Somewhere down the line,
I’m alone in unknown territory.
It’s no time to be a pessimist,
But it’s the only I could do.
I’d just want to think it’s the cushion you lay on that makes you go to sleep.
But it’s usually something other different factor.
The cotton coverings, bags of gathered feather,
Who knows?
Tethered dreams aligned itself upon a mushroom cloud of the unforgiving,
The unwilling, the letdown, and the given-ups.
And the light that is never there ceases to leave.
There’s no forgiveness in any of this,
And I’ll I can do I just watch it all.