nothing clear
nothing clean
no sign of sun
no chance of green
a monochromatic daymare
a deluge of dullness
where boredom screams

just the thing
to dance and sing
here
on weirdo way

time for a special kind
of fun
inside these walls
absorbing the creative juices
oozing from them all
and giving credence
where first were falls

falling failing fun
the weirdo way

the greatest asset here
is never knowing
where
and perhaps always going
there

m(-_-)m