|An ocean of connection
||[Jul. 14th, 2015|11:19 am]
Beautiful minds touched with color and sorrow.|
A dividing line.
Maddness but a touch.
Ideas blasting from their soul.
Too bright burning vivid color.
Beauty of a sight unseen.
Prose and poetry from this line to that.
Code and mathematics from this mind to chat, and chat they did or did not.
Bards and bawdy its so tawdry on a sundry sunday afternoon.
Date and time passes as marks made for processing.
Inputs and outputs inside and out.
An ocean of connection.