Stable hysteria
with all the stench in
and all the melodic noise
repeatedly: they drop by then leave, bringing their revised notions along their adaptable ethics their pensive tastes their intellectual spontaneity this superior mouthful of multicolor statements
try tapping the lid of that piano
name it land
and bomb the world
consistence is unsafe
I only perceive two hues at a time
no murmurs in between the beats
and most times no beats
either.