Cannot find a reason for this journey out
Focused on the marks up front
Seeing things in neon and shade in amounts
Drawn towards their coloured runs
Pulled into a form just a spec on the dark
Growing as it moves head on
Lighting in the frame but there's barely a spark
Registers before its gone
Free of any outside emotion
Absorbed in only thoughts of the moment
You really wanna to be on your own in
And moving in a way that's hypnotic
You join the flickered dots as they come in
A delicate display that they're running
Forward to a place that has no bearing to
Anywhere that has a point
Driving on the sense that you're not beholden to
Any one descending voice
Happy now to hold and to stay unaware
Caught up in the nights surmise
Taken by the way that the moments imbue
Images of real surprise
Immersed into a scene that's magnetic
Drawn in by the visual aesthetic
The overall effect is electric
Emerging from a set play of whimsy
You wonder if your next destination
Will offer up the same elevation