you drive on by
to the ends
of the silence surround
you strive on by
like the ends of the demons reside
you think you can
supple
seek
me
like a prayer in the dark
prayer in the rain
you ride on by
like the world was the back of an angel...
you ride on by
like the heart
was
a
billowing
song
All the truth
you can contain
all the truth
you can explain
you drive on by
like the car
was an eagle
like the ground
was a dream
you ignite
Like the wind in your hair
as you drive on by
tonight.
About Me
- sharron and jaeson
- we clang about the pots. They echo like a thought. I kiss her like a paint smear. And all my loving is artful. Then I taste the flourescence like an autumn inhale. It all feels like spring and winter all regrowing and disintegrating at the same time. Cold. Wet. Conflicted. Sublime. I write all this. Making up for lost time. All words and pictures on this blog is original content. Jaeson Iskandar Copyright. Sharron Martin Copyright. Alive Right Now !!! (P.s. poems or words by other people will be acknowledged.)
