Blue Jazz

"when i look from the corner of my eye

i want this more and more (more and more)

so look ahead

i can’t go and make that make sense

coalesce in my head

partitions place sentiments in their lanes

files filed where each file should be filed

but i wait and i pine not a word to describe inexplicables

gemstones all aglow kaleidoscope

forge their way shimmering excellence

forward in awesome velocity

car has passed, Giacomo Balla

fixed perspective through panes of glass

formula switched i am an alchemist

things that glow reflect the opposite

read my faces polyhedronical

game glitched out last level of galaga

still you know the points were scored

hurts my eyes the crystallization

bird-like sight totally maximized

gemstones all aglow kaleidoscope

formula switched but i am an alchemist

in my head again (can’t go and make that make sense)

all sense gone (in my head)

i wish i could just stay in my lane (in their lane)

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