It's Three Word Wednesday, and the words are lurch, odor, and frantic.
Such frantic motions spent in blind pursuit
Of norms defined by cultural expectations.
Wondrous places await in undilute
Expressions of purest inspirations.
Splendific odor of social decays
Beg for the masses to bathe in new scents.
Dried up traditions; Death of the old ways.
Alive in the choices true freedom presents.
Rennaissance; spontaneous creation.
Adventures of fantasy and surprise.
Lyrical, musical, imagic explorations.
The end of blind pursuit, with opens eyes.
A lurch to the left, then step off the edge.
Fly up to the moon and beyond, my fledge.



