Tick Tock...

Someplace Else
Within a matrix of creation
Purple and white scribbles
Melted in abstract abnormalities
Inside other people’s dreams
Fragmented in a perpetual time of...

Tick tock...the clock hand moves on

Prearranged refractions
Images of mother and child
Merging from skeletons of a former life
As the solstice of frostiness
Hangs above our cosmos

Darker views expose
A man selling his soul
For pieces of universal bliss...
Black swirls overtake the mind
Prevailing inner darkness
Walking into a mist

Tick tock...the clock hand moves on

Black velvet cascades
Covering roads to rapture
Anomalies swimming
Inside an eye of false rainbows
While the snake dances in the shadows
Birds fly into an apex above the earth

Illusions of confusions rise
As we look up to our brothers keeper
Dreaming in mystifying deeds
Hyperbole becoming seduction
Encrusted in destruction
We bow and kneel to thee

Tick tock...the clock hand moves on

Tear drops of Armageddon
Fill our crystal goblets
churning with whiskey and rye
...we inhale in its sublime
While Dancing to unbalanced harmonies
Of darkness before a dawn

Someplace Else
Within a matrix of creation
Purple and white scribbles
Melted in abstract abnormalities
Of other people’s dreams
Fragmented in a perpetual time of...

Tick tock...the clock hand moves on...

Author: Kimmy Jean

Copyright 3/31/2010