Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

sharp against the blue
I taste the salty droplets,
a copper-chopper rumbles thru the sky
looking for some "fugitive" kid running
back and forth between the cars, drama
that fits my mood

the spotlight swings across the panes
to catch the ice in my glass
the bourbon long gone, sipped
into my consciousness liked liquid temper
and for a napalm flash of time
a brilliant buffer of hocus pocus

that tricks the mind to feel less flame,
the price is enhanced melancholy, but we know
nothing you ingest is without some risk
so we put it all up on the scales to see,
see if we can strike a balance
'tween my black mood and my relentless memory

Balancing it right, keeps us sane(whatever that may be). Excellently done.

"a brilliant buffer of hocus pocus"---nice, very nice

buffering that vision with hocus pocus
right alongside you