Tuesday, May 30, 2023

Jeffree Skewes #141 Down is up again


syncronised

in alignment we speak and clearly see
sunset harps go with drums so nicely

words used to describe the present aires
are plucked like peaches restart their journeys now
with only one aim our senses heightened we call it art

no one knows why this is so
it's rhyme or reason a feather
only the sky and everything is pleine
a magic kind of bing perceived somehow

there are no jobs or places to be
future's another town the past went by
here the band prepares just by om-ing
perhaps that's nothing special after all
we saw it all before the forgetting

yet no other deity stood so long
or still took breaths away this way
so let's wish upon this Eve's trilogy
Saturn     Jupiter    Venus
crescent Moon on indigo sky
the Sun setting recounts the time 

we're always in