Abstraction

Half-dreams and Deja-vu's,
Overlapped forgotten memories
And progressive views,
And birthed visions skewed,
Trances out of the blue,
Maybe even epiphanies few.

Translations of non-linear perception
Transformed subliminal imagery to Art in Motion
Obliterating stasis,
Causing paradigm shift from thought to action,
And metamorphosis from specific to abstraction.

Mind and Soul
Between planes, transcending
Between moments, convalescing
Between lives, oscillating
Between hopes. Clinging.

Half-Dreams and Deja-vu's,
Overlapped forgotten memories
And progressive views,
And birthed trajectories new,
Chaos out of the blue,
Maybe even redemptions new.

Mind and Soul,
Seeking purpose so frail,
In alternate realities that trail,
Of lives nothing but drifters' tales.
For the blind, this ain't no braille...

Obscured by opacity, Thoughts without tenacity,
Examining the deeds and the lies that breached
A salvation beyond dreamless sleep,
Floating further away and out of reach.
In Opiates for the Masses, solace we seek.

Half-Dreams and Deja-vu's,
Overlapped forgotten memories
And progressive views.
Emotions were few.
And there was nothing new.
There was nothing new.
There was never anything new...