Crowd

Where the walls open
The fields begin
With a window closed
Mind exposed
Rapture in delicacy
Formation without redundancy
Speculation beyond fantasy
Won’t you dance with me?
Bump all along
The halls of freedom
Shimmy down the signs of time
To sunsets of forget
Of reasons why
Sulk away to happiness
Chew this bone
As you scream it
Holler out loud
I’m lost and I want to go home………..……….

FenniganT 8.1.11