Empty Pieces, Wild Cards

Separating time into selections of visions, wanting them to be timeless only. Letting them come alive and light up this mind with imagination and verve. Anticipating many curves to knock me down in life, yet, still getting up and walking forward into the existence of another place in time without it moving on. Silent, peaceful, watching images coming into view, surrounding and taking me into developments of other systems climbing within my being. Bringing together empty pieces, used as wild cards to fill in the blanks that have not yet been figured out. Waiting for mathematical formulas to continue coming into picturesque landscapes on photographic screens. Always remembering the chords being coded throughout each and every poem in this life that I write.