High Five Expense Accounts

monkeys in a barrel and this is a disaster. flowers out of the pots and we're kissing stars that seem closer than they appear. shards of peace casted upon skeletons seeking love in the potpourri of deathly times. Chinese food take out boxes housing memoirs of brilliance. unsolved pages half marked with idealistic characters. people blooming and flaring up in the most awkward of situations. dusty suns awakening bright shiny mornings. a time to mourn not only that, that was lost but gained. raindrops, the clouds won't stop crying. tricky vitals wrapped up in new years lights and thunder clouds rumbling the bellies of enemies. heroes undetected. sandcastles soggy and charted, weighing on the sorrows of inappropriate events. traumatic rainbows bouncing with the strike of lightening grips and everyone is grabbing for party favours but the party is over. head banging to the silence, playing the air guitar while we soar through the galaxy.. no air rock star. stuck in a fishbowl with beautiful fireworks tumbling around the scales of fabulous ignitions. high five expense accounts and we're poppin' rocks. teetering on the borderline of hot and cold, Popsicles spiked with tequila, dipped in salt and i'm feeling a little flamboyant. remember fluorescent times, when the glow in the dark lipstick left your mouth for mine to find.. tiptoeing through the quite for appreciation of uneasy charisma. shopping bags overflowing with affection and materialistic caffeine is buzzing every atom of tranquility in my soles, forcing movement into the direction of the horizon. pacman face and i'm praying for a high score.