Sunday, August 22, 2004

Madness makes herself at home

It is a wall that I write on
My genius strikes the chords
Notes hammer themselves into place
…a distance is a balance
…a motion is a curve
...descending is ascending
Vibrations risk resonance - to the wall

Sound figurines moving through thoughts
Thoughts through the past
Always coloring in the moment
…of eternal movements
…facing time
Beauty escapes
Madness makes herself at home