A track from a year back!
Experimental Pop
River Of Memory
I'm floating in the river of memory,
flowing down the to the ocean of time,
down the by-ways and the highways,
holding onto reality's line,
A river of eyes, social media spies,
is staring back at me,
I turn the switch to off,
and jump back into reality's sea!
I'd rather have an an unmonitored thought,
I'd rather feel the pressure wave,
of the wind in my hair,
along a coastal walk,
To feel the black-board and the chalk,
to feel chafed lips, and even sunburn too,
the virtual life can't measure up,
to the taste of reality's stew!
You can fool me with illusion,
some of the time,
I might be impressed,
when the king is dressed,
but his robes are hanging on the line