Climbing to the top
Of a primary-colored abstract sculpture
Spinning around a beam
Like some high-strung monkey
Singing to the world
At the top of my lungs
Some crazy Broadway tunes
This was about a child on a playground, no? I liked this. It was simple yet vivid. The images were great, and I don't even feel like it needs to be extended like I normally do with pieces of this length.
Great work.
Gone, gone from New York City,
where you gonna go with a head that empty?
Gone, gone from New York City,
where you gonna go with a heart that gone?
This is a message to all you out there. You don't have to be the fastest writer. You don't have to write 2000 words in one sitting. But if you put your mind to it and really love your project, you can and will get further along than you ever thought possible. — FireEyes