Chronicles of Yesterday
Tangled whispers among trees
and what the cat dragged in
is more than mere dust.
Echoes of laughter ripple
to the rhythm of radioactive rainbows
playing a chameleon song.
Underneath the clock tower of liquid time,
shadows meander where footsteps never follow.
Cosmic bakery: do you want to taste
consciousness?
Sprinkle it with memories explored.
In a kaleidoscope of limbs, thoughts tie
themselves in convoluted knots.
Rescue me from the minute hand, or perhaps,
let the seconds eat their own tails.
To drown in echoes of perception: take a peek
into fractured dreams or traverse
to the labyrinths of thoughts.