At first I didn’t think I was strange.
Strange, creeps up on you in the middle of the night,
Like a burglar tripping an alarm.
Strange twists its way into corners
untouched, unnoticed, left alone stubborn as a crown of thorns.
Lost in the universe, strange continues to be
Locked and trusted, strange is fully invested
Strange carries weight
Let the atmosphere dance and shake
strange is glowing from it’s absurdity
while monkeys swing from their trees
and birds cry from poisonous gasses
wild as the day you were born, showing your asses
hold on Strange, where is the molasses?
Its everything you could wish for and more,
Hold out your hand, what are you looking for?
Strange is a new wave in the fold
Be ready to adjust to it.
Because strange doesn’t know.
This line blow my mind away…
strange is glowing from it’s absurdity
while monkeys swing from their trees
You are such a great writer.
thanks for your kind words. I appreciate you reading and commenting. Its nice to know.
You’re very welcome.
P.S Next Monday…I will be posting up my new blog. keep on the look out.
wonderful writing! I visited your other blog . i found it a little too time consuming in the registration. I am an artist as well and my oppinion is that you are truly brilliant. Lovely artwork, pure gold and all the other colors of life!
thank you for reading. i really appreciate you taking the time to support me. Truly it helps me so much. Thanks again.