Pink Eye Timeline
Were philosophy and poetry made for each other?
“I Tied a String Around My Finger to Forget”
Well…this was a private moment,
but Life is interruption.
I’m loving the confusion,
whisper Hatred offer helping Hand.
Twist turn and cavort,
innocent dance in mind,
pink frilly dress and chaos,
ripples through a timeline unexplored.
Hesitation…destination,
only rhyming correlation.
Soft laughter ringing is mine,
let it chill you–
you don’t know what’s behind
this mind beneath blue eyes,
blue shield, blue mask, blue dream.
This is the Song & Dance,
illusion illusion illusion repeat;
another chorus, one more time,
sever the song, insert violin riff…
I think I’ll wear the E string as a necklace ’cause it’s sharp.
Kiss along my throat to hear
echoes of a blue and mournful truth.
This one conjures dark and psychotic illusions to …something intangible. ..Undertones . . chilly
I like this….like danger is whispering
Syd Barrett Time line–’Feel’