May 17, 2009 23:26
Fleet of foot,
a face framed starrily
in roots of hair woven
dense and course.
Frank and sincere a
demon's dance enhances
into something quite austere.
Fantastic relishes delight
in a sense of
home grown flight.
Gray nightmares cause
an unexpected reaction;
desolated hope,
the kind formed for
distraction.
Hell and rhythm
meet in cafes
where doors do
tightened algorithms.
i'm trippin baaalllllllssssss