Painted Train

 

I watch as my derailed thoughts
Drip from the canvas catching
Flame in the light of truth hidden
Inside my retinas shooting out a
Beam that illuminates the image
Causing a fracture in the color scheme

I stand between the still image
Created from the ashes of
Past illusions and the hacked firewall
Of a true identity found in a newly
Developed software that disintegrates
The viruses in my memory bank

I paint my skin in acrylic neon
Shadows lightly combining
Over with a dreamy sunrise
Sitting over the horizon warming
The heart of the ocean while the
Chirps of dolphins are captured
In the salty breeze