by introspekdt123


So much so that a dance is noticed in one’s reflection of a sky

in-come accessible

at the rate that past spending could not match nor square forward

Wearing a chroma now to illuminate toward

a similar ritual in one’s own infested sky

Plain and Ordinary.

Lacking yet Customary.

novice…..the best place for exchange, best place for circumstance

a pardon of feaze, welcomed at first glance


So much so that a rhythm assumes all sides with the cracks in the walls

no floors, no ceilings, no cubicles, no stalls

returning to a cultivated interest, issued by life’s uninhibited romance

Rays. The skies have opened.