Day 102 - As If I Knew

Here's where I want to take you...away from the steps of my daily life. You really want to watch me pour my coffee and watch the hills?

Plus, if I'm happy, won't you forsake me? So I won't tell you that...

But how far do we go into our interiors? Isn't there poetry in the mundane? Yes...

So let's teeter on the edge instead. See-saw between what we see and what we feel. Like we always do.

We'll drown ourselves one day and fly the next.

...Is this enough for now? It's experimental, jarbled.

It's like eating words raw.

I need to knead the sentences.

Roll them into paragraphs.

Keep em' stuck together with conclusions.

Decorate with adjectives...

blood-red, delicious, lead-like, and divine.

Meaning: irrelevant? Sometimes.

Just for the art of it,

I bury it blind.