The Waves Have Overcome

The smashing waves have overcome the helpless pebbles, tossing and turning in a river daze, the grooves demolish the clueless people with thoughts never before seen in weather of cold or tornadoes of creativity.

The city waves have turned the bulging pupils of the shameless sun, the wandering moon is caught in a canyon daydream, no one knows where the waves will crash but with a single blink it’s overcome another egocentric grin.

The waves of words have flipped the thoughts of easily impressed mad men caught in the firm grasp of Neptune’s prism blade, the thoughts of others become your own, the sights of others consume your home, in a whirlwind campfire the once true thoughts you had have been blown out of realities orbit with a single bat of the eyes.

Coming around again soon, playing the deck of cards that flash the crackle of the dust and shove the severely melting Tuesday afternoon, another day gone with a sweet current, breaking in half the ripples of the oxygen hand me down, the waves are broken with a spherical dive that brings the galaxy coming back around.

If you choose to opt out of the ripple of life then you must step with no one behind, if leave the world with a questionable laugh then you may see the voids that carefully caress your never ending spiral mind.

It all must be done in time with balance in the place of hurry and happiness taking the oily spot of worry.