Ha! Fun to have with titling titles to thoughts brewing inside deep

Left last night lost in levitating lights leaping across a wind tossed sky

Sounds simmering slightly so the insides cannot deny, nor the mind ignore

even the eyes closed, they listened.

Mechanical functions it seems, this the bodies deem, filled with piss, shit, and sweat

covered in social graces to look and smell ‘sweet’.

So clean though, aloof and up high

Sparks sounding crisp and demanding; sounds of electric smashing

Lightning bolts all a part of the blanket, the fabric, the insides…

It truly brings peace this Wind that travels the air

Whooshing. Carrying. Bringing friends to play.

And what such fun! Touching the mind with such wonderful flashes

Bring such tranquillity and peace to what sparks in the mind.