these liquid feet

                                    what pain descibes the grain like shades

                                    patterns after a machine marked on the blade

                                    could it be free to roam endless in floating death

                                    will we see them there and laugh a new color breath

                                    with a dilluted memory stirred by the fuse to blow

                                    soon for the audience inspired by chains of gold

                                    reactions dance with precision forward bags to deliver 

                                    flowing with the rapid moving rythme of a leaning river

                                    bent to one side of a sandy bank breaking erosion under votes

                                    waking to the sound of a train rolling thunder boats

                                    under the brain stem cerebrum contact with angels

                                    I fell back looking deap within dry chalk skate sessions

                                    where the texture was a spine tingling scratch open gate

                                    looking past the future into the last century of debate

                                    all I could realize seemed open to fool proof taste

                                    next it was blessed by the hands of invited guests

                                    where then became now under reactions of a mob crowd

                                    waiting nervous heat stood over these liquid feet proud

                                    a blue world combines our time dreaming upgrade

                                    what pain descibes the grain like shades

                            

          

                                       

                         

three bacteria points

                                  I fell down the stairs like a violent song of metal

                                  waking to the strings of a clean unforseen dream

                                  asking the strangers if they felt good about things

                                  only to be turned into a bagel faced drink like crevace

                                  how strange these folks become united in the menace

                                  how I love them through opposite direction goal folds

                                  we all fall into the open air blue fading through new decay

                                  the times march sarpant stairways of stone sunny days

                                  gathering storms drench our gills for a relief limping oil

                                  where the moon shakes the sun into a comet on the run

                                  where the position I hold leads to hanging gallow drums

                                  where completion brings thoughts to sing like a compass

                                  just at that exact moment when autumn drops leaf petals

                                  I fell down the stairs like a violent song of metal

                           

stella turns blue

                                                        jumping the gorge going for lumps

                                                        turqouise dreams lined new layers

                                                        turning blues in through cabin fog

                                                        equality backed hearthstone logs

                                                        under the sky open clear salty days

                                                        gentle beach moments turn brown to fade

                                                        a hasselhof knight rider frown spade

                                                        eclipsing a true stella turning blue

                                                        the dream belted parachute jumps

                                                        passing the gorge going for lumps