app 4 better days
the dream I swim is a moonless
marmalade of purple hues,
a limp proxy for night,
shoved down the cave-throat
of a day dried weary…
throw a color-bomb at me, yes !
directly at my rain-craved brain,
because these days have been khaki-washed,
graffiti-less and chewed,
not unlike decayed, carved pumpkins…
pale-orange, gray and dreary…
drenched and stormed under
a star-rise spell, twitter-ville
is streaming, spinning, new bull-shit
has gone viral,
shoved down the cyber-throat
of consciousness gone
humorously eerie…
Gabriel Navar 
I love this, I’m a painter myself.
Cheers,
Dennis
Thank you! Creativity comes in all forms!
Gabriel
Thank you Dennis I enjoy painting and writing, I have been doing it for many years now.
Greetings from California,
Gabriel