Blue Mood

Floating fluid fecund light Darkness creep crawling Duality dividing day night Soft whispers, soft hushes Hiding blue blushes Icy cold touches With an invisible stare Playing the usual solitaire Be wary be aware

Ecstatic eclectic electric waves Arc sparking bark of slaves Skydancing Prancing Entrancing Ode to grid trust obey Jus’ so painful to stray Fallin’ down this way Razor blades at play

Current culling collapsing Hurried rhapsody harvesting Scythe blade slicing dicing Cattle to the slaughter Feast time no fodder Long line strokes Ever bluer folks Scrabble the cliff Zigzag left bereft

Bedazzled blinker blips Static still caught in grips Spit splutter stops Infiltrated mental rot Strife in the tree of life Phasing in and out Rage exploding spout Devoid in source love Antenna sliced crispr cut

Adding a third strand Luminescent ownership brand Mutating changes underway Dropping flat jerking disarray Heartbeat silence sirens song Taunt all day night so long Overwrought thoughts Tension ratcheted taut Sold out to the juggernaut

Shadows reflecting white Pinpoint shards of sight Window widow winnowing Standing still without wilting Fireworks yet begun Guaranteed to stun Get your game face on Expand vision far beyond You don’t know what’s wrong

Patterns of lacey light lingering Standing there spinning figuring Porter runs of the inane Believing someone else blame Drowning in dinner distractions Divided gaining zero traction Triggering reactions such passion Stroking broken down bastions Building up depleting rations

Drawing blue strokes Amongst all these folks Neo crazing cracy Fettered floundering aphasia Animated malleable machines Machinations deranged obscene Inveighed aberrations of creation A fault of self-chosen stagnation So stop the outward blaming flagellation

Tick Tock Tik Tok clock block Better buried in a phone laptop? Be the setter of your own stones Not crying about all your sorrows Introducing the interstice Trusting you to splice Lost in an oneiric world Awake dreaming plural Walking oblivious aural

In the shadows tall Observing it all fall Hit the blue wall here bare See one red eye watching Clocking you with a spear stare Steel death drips stabbing Down in the corner right There’s the bit of white light. Many avoid with blinded sight.

_{All photos taken by Nine with a Pentax digital 35mm camera walking around the city at night playing around with light.}