Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

in the dark

The blue-white light painted tales of caution on the sheen of our eyes. Yet another countless object of transition passes us by. Compared to the rest of these pieces of paper, scrunched tightly into little lead balloons which lay before us, this is just as insignificant as the flutter of speckled sparrow wings swooping past on the gentle morning breeze.

we dive to safety behind a veil of misconception and a thick-as-fog barrier of warmth.

Just you. Just me.

I’ll put on my hat, go to sit down, and you can be a circle, and a square. There. All ready.

You’ll start gleefully ringing church bells amidst clicks, confusion and celebratory choruses, echoing the contents of my mind onto charts and graphs, drifting in such graceful cacophony to the flicks and inflections of your conducting baton. I shall just lie here in my solemnity, eyes protected, mentally processing the clamorous clutter. After the first few wonderful moments, mindclouds drift from trying to understand to being encapsulated in that moment, losing the platter of pre-planned patter and delving into the soul.

You’re always welcome to dive away here. Welcome to share that eerie barren clear … betwixt snatches of sleep.

Diving for pearls of supposed wisdom but actual truth, through the misty blue haze of midnight and later, is always better accomplished with the accompaniment of a slow motion technicolour riot of clicks, confusion and choruses.

In my humble opinion.

it was the most perfect accompaniment - thank you!

(i am sure you know what i mean)…

Processing…making picture…

.whilst navigating strollingly head down briskly the miles to go to purchase some cigs to feed my reliable habit before i slept, i happened to witness a sight astride in the odes of midnight blues which my usually reliable memory intoned me of having not before having noticed to witness. i lit up a smoke and inaled deeply pondering on its cloudiness and witnessed a shift in state of mind. gently i departed from the scene as it wispingly enveloped me in parting, feeling absolutely better for the orange flame which now warmingly glowed like panting breaths as my innards and outards covered the miles back in step.