daydreaming in kaleidoscope colors
fragments of my desires and yearning
who knows where today will lead
molly static, mary jane calm
floating away, wait, trip I’m not on that shit
with memories I look back
days seemed easier then
perhaps because I escaped on a cloud of smoke
choking on the homegrown
partying in the yard
older than most I was having fun
then pay a high toll when you come down
spinning on a skateboard
wandering through the hazy thoughts
with a confession I can barely remember any of it
salty truth I have to grow up
concert days moshing I don’t know
older dread I am the perpetual child on the inside
you can see it in how I dress and the way I talk
but I’m just having fun being me








I’m old and still having fun – maybe not in the pit but… 😉
good afternoon dearest Jim yeah me too thank you I hope you’re enjoying your day ❤️
I feel a strong commonality here with you. Am I off base?
no not at all I’m sure we have a lot in common being older free spirits ❤️
Good to hear
Great writing, dear Crimsin! Your mind and your memories are yours and yours alone. Stay always true and authentic, this is your precious gift to the world!
hello beautiful Elke thank you for feeling me on this vibe its appreciated ❤️
Brilliantly penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian