Blur

These fingers play
a blur
within the lines they dream
tracing great fire
lines unseen
as figures dance against
the dawn
silhouettes stained on the carpet
with the music as a geyser
the teeth sharpened
it's all
time
reverberating off the past
it's all
I need now
flow
like simple minds
jagged on the canyon
flow on
soft words
intentions
like canvas blank
covered in the blood
one fraction at a time
one step after the other
till the sand runs out.