words by dominic riccitello

in wake we slide
our emotions of bliss
twined with minds we reap
breaking bones to feel quite
immense beyond the sun
we’re spinning in font different than this
kissing frogs in motions
we never forget
the truth in our right
swamps in the night
sensual tones in bones we hold
emotions and ropes
stroking our hearts in wrongs before rights
meteorites cracking our backs
and the song he sang
before the wheels crashed
and all of this
was mere experience