Capture the current, it’s limitless and feeds from my mouth to yours. Capture the moment in a memory lasting beyond the fences of superficial silhouettes. Like, drunken shadows lance puppets at sundown as the high key childhood memory. My rabbit feet arrive in the air much swifter than I dared.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s