Unsettled

Let your eyes travel around me and find the feelings
that are purple emitting their waves through my skin
and bones.If you become fixated in the Ora of nerves,
memories and ideas you may see the pattern that
holds the crystal encased pulses of dull erratic
sorrow that live inside me. Commencing at my gut
with a baroque base, is a mystical and Victorian
structure.  It comes together at my collar bone.
This sculpture beats in me, beats to get out, to
escape. And I stir to give it freedom...Lucky purple
...I should say, for my methods will inspire.
Time, think, breath, invent, pace, write, drink,say,
laugh, cry, do, sleep, time... The words begin
to shape my emotions and the method cascades
through a thin tube and plants itself without apologies
into a page...
Now we are both free