The Growing Clouds of Consciousness

The raging passionate sun sets into the rising mysteriously elegant night beginning a war of the achromaticwithin the powerfully chromatic wheels of epical days An ashy weight lies upon my misty mind Depersonification an unreality within itself Am I being overly turquoise or grasping at greens In the grey am I blue or blue while in the greenness of my thought The raging passionate sun sets into the rising mysteriously elegant night beginning a war of the achromatic A grey birds fluttered alighting upon a colorless fence A wondering whence comes the smiling tropical mornings fading to black chasing the color of delirious beyond the edge of white in the winter sky seeking the pink I have not lost my cat’s eye marbles but made a slingshot to shoot the grey within the powerfully chromatic wheels of epical days