Astro-Nut 👨🏽‍🚀

I DON’T THINK YOU HEAR ME, SIMILAR TO THE WAY THE SUN RUNS AWAY FROM THE NIGHT SKY.

Starved passion escaping the rhythmic sound of a light rain

Articulated facets of a diamond pointing inward with no base to explain.

I don’t think you hear me, like a smooth tempo of texture across a silky monophony solo voice.

Erotic manifestation drowned in turmoil; Here is always a choice

Perturbations of phony symbolism based on non-reality of apparent safe zone.

I don’t think you hear me, drowned out by layers of hot plasma dancing across a volcano’s epic rim of fire.

Cry for help drowned out by the anarchy of daily traffic and over thinking profound insight and chaos.

Endless years of silence matched with the unknown resound of kindred feelings harbored with no outlet.

I DON’T THINK YOU HEAR ME, SIMILAR TO THE WAY THE SUN RUNS AWAY FROM THE NIGHT SKY.

-Astro-Nut👨🏽‍🚀