Forgotten Verses

Embroidered shadows in the attic of yesterday's dreams, where whispers of a carnival song linger.

Does the echo of orange peels taste differently in February?

Find the unseen clues
Once, I saw a clock that ticked backwards at the summit of regret.
Would you like to remember... Deliverance notes?

Elephants dance around lampshades in worlds where children dream of adult responsibilities.

Dialogue snippets from a forgotten lunacy, etched into the back of an old postcard.

It was always raining inside a memory.

Visit the cryptic horizons
A bottle washed ashore, carrying messages from another epoch.
Do you recall? Concealed presences.