Silent Song 2019-013

Don’t ask me what this means, as I wrote this during a period of time whereas my mind was convoluted and in disarray. I do believe I understood it then as I wrote it, but now, I am grasping as to the why and what of then, and that is now.

Silent Song 2019-013

Mindless melodies contorted with rhyme,

Playing parodies in the present time

Lingering lyrics float in the air,

Stating sentences of a care, a dare

Fractural fibers leap in sine

Creating chaos in the mind of mine

Wandering wisps of static substance

Forever lost, but not forgotten.

Peace,
Den Betts         bettsden@gmail.com email
thebettsden.com blog site

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