Whisper-words & Color-counts

heavy it is to hear whisper-words every moment & never is there Time to spare - no matter You do - Who continues evermore how a yellow 4 rises high in brimstone blue skies & left behind is cruel crimson 2s day & 8 white bicycles take flight https://madmanphilosophy.home.blog/2024/01/22/commentary-whisper-words-color-counts-9-june-2022/ https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3nmaYpooZYpyjMcHhrjEX8?si=gnPDtf7hQ9irY6hlXRvphQ&utm_source=copy-link

Blue Boy With Red Rhymes

Blue Boy squeaking like the mouse Never speaking In§ide the house Though never was it a choice Blue was born with no Voice Nor sound for fire words to tred So smokey throats burn Crimson Red https://open.spotify.com/track/7nVt5pzVWuiVVrXjQ6UIoL?si=V-mga7_YTT2uzpZcHs-BRQ&utm_source=copy-link To the Blue Boy: I found your Red Rhymes https://open.spotify.com/album/29W9ZyMFovq0yNjrwXfMFg?si=jmhvmZCrT6W5ijNaDRV5kg&utm_source=copy-link

209 – Trading Ghosts

I'm a DigiDestined Trading ghosts like Pokémon cards shuffled In with my Yu-Gi-Oh 'til I find a Bard with My swagger & flow & A direction to go When will He come? Or Is He actually §he? Certainty knew Now I Am two Bluebirds who Flew over the new Moon, a sing-song tune