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

hum

gosh, how latently did it get so early that the petals are starting to release their airs and graces for us?

They sat huddled underneath the tree canopy in a slight circle with a glint of merriment in their collective eye, listening to the hum and peal of the night sky ringing true, identifying those tiny ripples of echo which would build into what would later become one layer of a simple paradise, etched into a vinyl-like memory.

a single pluck, and we are warming our throats to join the rousing spell. A quiet low throated drawl slowly swivelled into a higher huskier weep, rendering ears into clay imitations of microphones positioned carefully at either side of the head, recording, replaying, analysing.

a small piano tinkles quetly in the background; a wind-up monkey with tiny tinny cymbals unceremoniously provides the rhythm section.

…gently rocked awake by lilting dreams which reside in a fluffly cloud, upon which you are floating…

*eyes Absolutely Miles Away suspiciously*

Hmm. You’ve been drinking too much Blue Bolt and listening to Disco Inferno just before you go to bed, haven’t you? Tut tut.

i have one word to say in response.

pllllth.

.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.