charcoal lights burn onto paper
the rain pelts running streams
voices cunning as ice blow laughter
through the tissue walls

my grassy obsession
echo's out of pie holed speakers
ever playing the gratifying music

the large brushes strike along my cavern
swirling frantically in pursuit
twitches from embedded bolts
flutter in place
mending nothing but my forgetting
or trying so.

the music drums out
over and over
to low whispers
that creases the air

bubbled rain consults the window shield
but i don't take notice
as the dripping begins
the moments sunk in already
nothing here but the shallows of the sky

drifting and flying
shriveling brushes to my side
push beyond the music into a rustling mix
and then
everything goes.

seconds engulf passing hours
the click outside ending my trance
breaking loose issues
i can't seem to pass

freedom dissolves
disrupt emerges
burning embers of copper
lights the canvas paper

the voices on queue to haunt me
as my grassy obsession
fades away
leaving me here restless
as everything goes.