pmmurphy Offline

A Reason to Detox

i'm here
in between the gusts
where the winds hit the chimes
you can hear it chatter
down the street

while the sound of a million lies
slowly articulate around your neck
and crumble at your feet
where all those people told you
that you couldn't make it farther
but you did

the day comes
slowly you watch the sun rise
its beautiful and you picture it
without contact lenses
even though blurry
you can imagine crystal clear images anyway

as you stand tall
aging by the second
and with each breath you pass on
one second longer
and you throw your hands in the air
feeling that same gust
that same musical imprint

carpe diem

two words go in your head
as you catch the sky between your fingers
and they twirl the clouds as if finger painting
and you do
you paint the sky
and look up above you
as you know that those are indeed angels up there
with crooked halos
and the dog smoking the pipe
is more then someone addicted to tobacco
and even though nobody shares your vision
you move on the day

and as you move on
you shut the door
walk into your home
and sleep away
while the chimes blow