Coalesce a Collective
· 10 February 2006 ·
this mind rain washed
flooded thoughts from
rust-stripped
ignition switches
blue thought nostrils breath back
to fast-paced glances
of grit and graceless happenstance
not lost behind
this new-born nuance flaunts
the subtle saturation of
a lost generation
color-blind and camoflouged we hide the
human values of our youth
with an entourage of ambition
we dilute
and wash underwater, the solace we’ve subdued
to find a phrase, ego-bruised for
all intertwined lives
this muse may solve
these are the backyards
fresh minds of the forty year phase
we’re one of the times
when this essense of thisness
finds our omniscience
Written by Philip Ashlock
