miss robinhood

feverishly
searching for the angst that seethes from the element of a cells core
existence is an intricate conversation in-existence taunts my every waking hour
ever elusive carrots dangle from cross beams
of framework called my psyche
patterns draw me in to clarify
status of one vigorously driven imagination
elegance is to art what man is to the land ...constant
far reaching towards the grasp
reveling in the mist of amber guides
swaying and singing in happy alignment
as my world aligns
so doth the units
the cells within the oxygen
and also it's catalyst
all moving in space towards common enlightenment
profound
yes
meaningful
no

the lamp sits quietly resting on the tile
connected to the iron framework below
the shade calms me
the contrast revives me
pale sage cover
textured marble gray base
bright red chair
yes the perfect light casting a triangle light, mimicking wings
the circular light presenting the halo

what kind of mind needs to tattoo everything with a description?
one that wants to exist
so here we are~ let us explore together the depths of humanity
let her voice stretch across lily pads of code
gently tapping on the windowpanes of people who still believe in fairies
let us swing through the minds eye, stretch our bow aiming for the heart
piercing it with surprise and wonder, leaving only love behind
robinhood the alchemist.