Bring a little rain...

 

Everything the same, whenever there's a change

Cause there's a prison in my mind for the views rendered insane

The lay of the land, the back of the hand, these forces unite to split stone into sand

As you hesitate, and I gravitate, I mirror the green of your eyes in the Durand

Dye Corduroy - Bring a Little Rain

Gridlocked...

All this backtalk;

Lends a little deaf thought to this gridlock

You let a little stray whisper burn a hole in you

All these roadblocks

The streets beneath the signs above the crosswalks

They realign your promises that fell through

The songs that you heard, ring in your head

Playing endlessly, the march of your dread

The next beat is just, a footstep away

It’s just around the bend, half a world away

All the time you spent on moments unafraid

Escaping memories that you eviscerate

The day bleeds into night, and night another day

Are you around the bend? Or half a world away?

Dye Corduroy - Gridlock (words: Adil Salik)

In a sense/In essence/Innocence

The subliminal essence of days that pass me by are stuck like gum to my shoes. 

Like taffy to my soul. 

Like shadow to the minarets. 

Last night...

  

The Attic Door

The proverbial attic door leads where? to matters of the heart or the heart of the matter... to the industrial mind, wallowing in the rust of the misery in refrain.

The attic door leads here... where the harsh skies bleed white & perceptions blur. How you wish you could reverse, erase or rewind till...

The attic door leads home.

Twiggy Horizon

The sepia toned longing...

Watching the whites come down...

Point Pleasant Beach, NJ,  is in the eye of a snow storm with blizzard warnings, mega-winter storm alerts & what not. Feh. What better time to lapse-slap the snow. around and what not... Watch this space for updates as the snow will surely pile up to supposed colossal amounts. Or go get a life...