Strange words

The sound of another time

Away

Forever to cast out my eyes

(With a vacuous wake not too far behind)

Back drift

The blue it will shift, it will writhe

A gift;

The tropics ablaze neon light

('Till some manic wind, a hard push to the right)

What I need more

Always afar

White noise

Help me forget how to speak

THE VOID

Accepting of all that I see

(Collected thoughts, all scattered beneath)

What I need more

Always afar

Still longing for the reason

(Always unseen)

Always beyond my reach