I cannot fathom, These storms of art that surround me.
I’ve wanted to say this for a while, Beautifully haunting feelings imposed
My senses you overwhelm, My trust you stole
Twisting around with a clumsy grace, I from the dead rose
Like embers content, from angelic coals
Read not too deeply, it’s all perspective distorted
Silkily slinking under the moon, My nocturnal walk
Sketch my anxiety smudged, now erased!
Never in a million years, did I believe this could happen
I feel like a natural language, for once in my life
Always in a pleasant way, just around the corner of my dreams.
It’s a new concept, that weirdness is good
Who am I to refuse, this change in my world
I sometimes have a large ego, I admit that this is the truth
A reflex self defence mechanism, perhaps it may be
To cover the inner me, my core revealed
Anyways, as loopy as this is, it has been fun
Whimpulsing forever, black and white
Completed each other, it would seem
More valuable than anything, so imprinted from such distance