strange

view me and talk to me

description of a past meaning

words and wisdom have left us

wondering what else is around the corner

can the music of reflection be a soundtrack

to a yesteryear of a time gone by?

minutes went by and being mute in sight

wasn't what was told for all to be

still like a ghost of homes gone by

nothing left to the imagination

finding a reason that left me

numb

windows at the store

can't have what i see

needed a reason to believe that everything was live

no money and no distance can keep me from waiting

dug what i saw,but never knew what it all meant

bought something nice and cool and yet it was still

stuck with a price tag on it

model seemed smarter than me

because my money was spent

and the tax was building up

all the city fog blinded me

but the haze of a sale

captured my full mind

getting ready

what is the moment and what is the second?

been ready to blame and then to speak on it

but who knows what awaits tommorow from last night

dogs ran and cats stared but never went back to the park

after traffic was near me

so i distance myself from the past and wanted a change

but what is the circle going to be about? whom shall i never know

back to the norm

went against the surface and gained more

knowledge was rich and calling my name

didn't want to be thristy having lost before

i had a chance at making something happen

days and nights were one and the same

letters were composed and storys were shared

can't remember reading what became of my

dreams because so much has yet to be told

everything in time returns you

inner flowers

the lights came on and the honey

poured from the jar with the scent

of a perfume that sprung in the summertime

softly bells and whistles played

mellow was the scene around

nobody could be heard

all the angels came in troops

chanting and chanting

as the stomp of the collective feet

were greeted and brought delight

to ears,hands and eyes everywhere

hands held high and the sky was the limit

nothing could be said or gotten in the way

dance spin

up on your toes where shall you go?

below the store is house lights

but in the main event is the picture of you

what made your dancing feet be one and the same

with the Groove is beyond a culture of a beat

wind and breeze come to mind

cool and swag are all part of being

in the mood

cruise control is all you

sun roof is open and it's not even your ride

but within the side you stay on the one

no skates and no special effects just natural

spoke directly

words spread like strong winds

went un-noticed as extra minds

gathered to hear what was next

standing by the theater

and waves are proud of the moments

ear on details but we tend to hear

what we want and not what was needed

dear,me

how are you doing?

when was the last time you saw and heard the truth?

what do feelings feel like when there is isolation

and no understanding whatsoever between

the bricks we tend to build inside and outside of ourselves

so if i never recovered from past yesterdays then

how do i pay for tommorow?

reality

take me to a place where there is no camera on

where the soul is uncut and pure and you say what you feel

came a joke that made me laugh

but what was so funny

and what did the meaning say to the screen again?

no money,no acting and no extras on the here and now

no popcorn and no act two needed as what you see

is what you have here