Fireflies in straight lines
Tokens of portrayal when
Viewed beside skylines
emotion wired thoughts
the mind a minefield of dreams
hop, skip or tip-toe?
How am I supposed to treat throwaway ideaswithout a haiku?
Even if you don’t hear it, the song is on its way.
Tracks playing, on loopon auto-mode trying torule…
Suffocated, pilednever…
Blow, rather than toucha full grown piece of ash, justto save…