Recess Files...

In this solitary state...
I met my fate... in a field of wheat...
Its all beneath my feet...
A crushed moon... a silent scream

There are more times and times again...
Of the probable stillness that would shake me...

In my land a sheep...
My rags still the same but happy steeped...
To share a web and wheel...
My only friend the white little sheep...

Recess Files...

Shh...

And I will tell you a story...

Of Tempests and Pedestal Kings...
Of The Sounds of Moments and Magical Nuances...
Of Feelings Unheard and Memories Extirpated...