Windows

Windows

Eye’m afraid that you look to seek to peek into windows of innuendo whose intimations are a destination full of undefined implications

Are you a nosey Rosy whose pockets are full of poesies that in a diatribe attempt to describe loose springs and sprockets that have been loosely tethered together such that nothing pieced together can never ever be an exact match?

When you tint the color of glasses with the syrup of molasses the refraction can prove to be a fatal attraction that sticks to you like the goo of glue whose extraordinary menageries will whimsically display as the chimes of time melodically rhyme

If you are shattered at the glass then the smoke of mirrors will have a predilection for reflection in any given direction that the mind chooses and oozes to travel on loose untraversed gravel

If you set the periscope depth at the bottom of the sea then there is no yelling and telling of what you will see in an ocean whose motion ebbs and flows and rides with the tides that are fraught with the froth of thought

Take a stiff whiff of the smell of curiosity’s demure allure.  You will find the aroma to be a fine divine schism whose fractured prism will prove to be a smooth groove and a sight of delectable delight

Pull the ticket out of your squalid wallet and board a launched rocket that has already derived where you are to arrive.  Just know before you go that though you are never alone in the twilight zone that at extreme speeds there is no time to scream to the extreme

It only makes sense that if you wish upon a star from a far that a telescope just might provide adequate hope, particularly when in the knowing that what you see may not be what you get in a universe yet to be traversed and whose words are often slurred and broken when spoken

Eye’m afraid that you look to seek to peek into windows of innuendo whose intimations are a destination full of undefined implications.  Uncharted maps tend not to be exact and what you find tends to be based on time, space and whatever comes to mind

Orrin K. Loftin, Explorer

Copyright?  When the Mindbender Rollercoaster opened, 1985