Lyrics - July 31, 2022

today the clouds

are ice flows

in an artic blue ocean

steppingstones

my mind skips over

trying not to fall in

not as slow as

a polar bear would creep

across the sky

hunting for

its thing

in another world

though I seek nourishment here too

the same old hunger

but in a new place

I’ll know it when I grab it

from the everyday banter

or catch it leaving

out of the corner of my eye