attempting aerial acrobatics.
between braking buses
before beaming blithely
betwixt burnished beams.
crowd curious chaps
copping coins criminally.
disarming dangerous Dukes.
establish elegant escapes,
entrancing enraptured Earls
enjoying excellent eclectic ecosystems.
Life awash in fog
Glimpses of remembrance
Grainy and dim snapshots of time
Details lost, only outlines linger
Time scrubs the remnants to emptiness
Fog thickens, what remains?
A life wandering through empty worlds
Darkness falls and Shadows rise
An eerie glow before mine eyes
Movement flits across the night
What lies in the darkness of my sight?
Dangers lurking just out of reach
Looming, hunting as I try to sleep
Is it truth or a frightened mind?
How can one know when he is blind?