.
it'd be
edvard over
hunch'd
in hiz studio
at hiz deskiz
tap tap
tap
tap'n away
frenetically
'til
well
'til
mine think stops
thuh
tick tick'lin
tick
think's interpolate
infiltrate
invade
.
hern hopes hiz
seez
lingerz 'bout hern
most
migraine
mosaics
sensations
in the eye
under
zig-zag
lines
words
missing
on my page
leaping jumping
back & forth
in
rhythmic
visuals
interactions
slow
then
interpolate
Canada is afire and I’m confused, shouldn’t the snow put that out?
The Boston sky is an interesting shade of mustard yellow,
and there’s a pale orange haze where the sun should be.
Lisa, drowsily asleep-walked into the kitchen for her morning coffee.
“So this is Mars,” I observed, “Elon Musk will be so jealous.”
“Good,” Lisa said, “I was afraid it was nuclear winter.”
“There’ll be no breathing today.” I updogged.
We could almost hear the slow, delicate pitter-patter fall of micro-ash.
“*There’s aaaa bright golden haze over Boston..*” Lisa began to sing softly.
Lisa knows every Broadway score and can easily interpolate a song into every conversation.
.
.
*Webster: Interpolate: inserting something, like music into a conversation
sensations
in the eye
pulsate
&
generate
leaping jumping
back & forth
in
rhythmic
visuals
on a grand scale
interactions
migrate
then
interpolate
Positive people will find solutions
tackle problems and resolve them
Negative people use blind delusion
interpolate specious elucidation
Positive people face upto reality
grounded understanding gravity
Negative people want to fly
the grass is greener in the sky
Positive people challenge and chase
see negative hurdles part of the race
running at them with calculated pace
defying gravity in a momentary escape
Positive people acknowledge negativity
negative people refuse the possibility
It's the chances you take
or the chance is you're fake
in the fragility of dreams lies their opportunity
to chose between the royal road to consciousness
and a random clutter of misfiring synaptic transmission
cotton wooled clouds harvest seeds from a fallen day
gift a single candy apple or fruit basket case assembly
grow roots as they float into visions and fanciful exposure
at their will they dare to collect a soothing fragrance
of cinnamon and lavender perfume and scent at slumber
evaporate in doubtless measure a myriad of sacred rest
as harbingers in disguise even nightmares offer redemption
once taken to the task in search for terrors’ cause and signs
they speak uncomfortable truths like courageous guides
delicate in their ephemeral essence they tease illusions
highlight unspoken boundaries and sound divisions
which interpolate conflicting reason with emotions
frangible reliability enters realms of disbelief and faith
when morpheus wanders paths of underworld’s mystery
and that fragility reveals the strength of passing dreams
18th May 2020
Molehills To Mountains
Tom’s Thoughts
3/2/2020
When Politicians dare to interpolate,
Using verbiage to change how we relate.
All are drinking from a polluted fountain,
Trying to produce a “meadow muffin” mountain.
Without their utilizing a single steer,
They're causing our country's landscape to look drear.
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