Mtheory
here was i in my adolescence
working with the puzzle pieces afforded me
and pondering the fingers owner
what twitches at the trigger
as any human ever has coming to terms
with these spaces inbetween
and what a fluke this brightness is
with all the darkness
has compelled me ever since
were you there shining at the social dance
we gave ourselves to the night adoringly
shoulders and head under cover
closet closed checked bed all under
as man want do
i envisioned colours as of yet unseen
and when i awoke it was gone
just a tip of the iceburg
haunts in me i’m convinced
you are here planned obsolescence
consider it a deathbed confession
it was spoken to me a word
soon proved to be unspeakable
yet if i could but utter
unleash this word unspoken
all the world cured of all its ills
i can only express it as Mtheory
listen to string vibrations
come november the dreemcycle Acquiesces
confessions of the creator himself
throw Sophi a Bone or two
sing us songs of red river
in the akeshic valley’s defense
it is only a valley for us to wonder into
come ye soldiers of light
soul sore of lifeless living
in our ignorance our greatest sin
A beautiful and clear Ostinati. Have you listened to Nick Drake? technically great.