I’m dancing with light figures

I’m loose

I’m way up in the Northern region

Where coffee tastes like chocolate

Sputtering breasts of birds chirping

Smoking coats on curb corners

Layout ever-bursting white shadows on grey walls

Parallel Walls stand on flat land rest under snow spread sky dust

Dancing with light figures everywhere

Night time bleeds and leaks stars spread on ceiling graveyard

Red light District pondering flares smoke street arise

Moon set idle so I can fly

Dancing light figures flicker low beneath the eye

Hugging a soft belly in the sky

Left to wake up and find myself alive in my life