“SINKING (Written while listening to The Cure’s song, ‘Sinking’)” by JTK.CA

“SINKING (Written while listening to The Cure’s song, ‘Sinking’)” by JTK.CA

Lying on my bed,
Looking to the right and up
Through the window in the wall.

Lying on my bed,
Watching clouds pushed downward by the wind
Within the window frame's revelation.

Robert Smith sings, "I am sinking,"
As the clouds float lower and lower
Within the wooden frame,
Never to be seen again
From my limited point of view.

Robert, the sky is now an empty blue.
If the cure for emptiness is music,
Can you remember “Anything at all”?

© JTK.CA (Tad “JTK.CA” NudistPoet’s PEN NAME and MAIN WEBSITE)

NudeCreations.com (Tad’s NUDES)

TadCreations.com (Tad’s BLOGS)

NudistPoet.com (Tad’s SAMPLER)

© Jonathan Tad Ketchen (CREATIVE ADVENTURER)

519-­780-1057 (Home)
Tad@NudistPoet.com
519-­830-4812 (Mobile)

NudeCreations.TUMBLR.com