SUBTLE WAVES OF LIGHT
I miss the subtle waves of light
my mind is smooth yet so uptight
I twist and turn and writhe in fright
why do you wish that you will that you might?
I am looked upon as old king Cole in tights
I'm the same person if I'm clothed in neon twisting light
if you move an inch to your left your insides will
be clothed in silver and carbonate
clandestine morality never replaced
my personal amnesty
from self proclaimed oblivion
encapsulated by the once forgotten sanctity of
I'm ok I'm really ok
negligent feather light never the less I'm right here
beside you
seeking the special light
seeking the blackened light
am I black light purple special icy cream snow cone?
smoothe protected bottoms up
meandering along
pacing itself
sideways and oblong