Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Neon Flash

Downstairs I jump and grab the farthest corner. I wached the moon pushing pebbles beond anyones reach in black and white. A neon flash in these open fields. Framing the dark for my misstakes. Small boens on the curb of fantasies. I shield my eyes with my sleeve in the right light and perfect moonlight. Sweet smelling years like a searchlight. Its like there is no gravity. Flashing lights everywhere just like fourth of julys fireworks lighting up the sky in sevral diffrent colors red,orange,blue,red,orange,blue.

1 comment:

  1. I love the title neon flash it really goese in with the color.

    --Cole-- :)

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