April’s moonlit shores break on summer’s blistered beach
Crippled timelines shrivel; The city’s melded minds have bleached
Summer’s sweet lullaby shivers a breeze October
Falling leaves softly land giving green grass cover.
Careless knowing and naïve wanting
Lead forever to your own mind haunting
The corners of time’s sweet mystery;
Put you in front of endless history
The circles seem like lines
In the boring man’s mind
Dimensions deeper than the sea
Are how time flows for me
Welcome deathly chills met with the white light of snow
In timelines dead and gone, the city’s minds will grow
And tomorrow’s not today but spring was yesterday
Tortured teenage timelines whisper “please go my way”
