Scream;

Unsheltered lap of a luscious mind;

Where anonymity held..

Sprightly twigs with flowers so neat;

A twenty fourth year stretches..

Streaming gaping visions sought..

Of black clay sketched regrets;

The smudged shades of yearning..

It swam along the worn current..

Of the earthy doldrums in spin..

Blending into fringes of life..

Incognito, that ruthless flood of hooded twinkle...

Arose in the countless mist of monotone;