the colorless colors
The ever crimson tide floats with time,
As if time needed a morbid palette to reconcile events.
Enunciating the woes and pleasures of the many mixtures,
The drifting palette entwines the mind with colors
Until the concept of a succint perception becomes unapprehensible.
The pounding fluidity of this distorted kaleidoscope overwelms the individual
With persistence and determination one becomes barred from the walls within
Leaving one desolate, unwound, unkempt and estranged....
As if time needed a morbid palette to reconcile events.
Enunciating the woes and pleasures of the many mixtures,
The drifting palette entwines the mind with colors
Until the concept of a succint perception becomes unapprehensible.
The pounding fluidity of this distorted kaleidoscope overwelms the individual
With persistence and determination one becomes barred from the walls within
Leaving one desolate, unwound, unkempt and estranged....