i have a new idea

I have a new idea
It came to me in the middle
Of a forest lake
More like a marsh
But I didn't speak marsh then
Nor did I speak diesel or petroleum
Or world economy 
Nor knew I about my own security
Only my own insecurity
Singular
But that was expected
There was no credit extended to me
I had no ideas of how to pay my way
Other than the way I paid
Without question
Only doubt
Which grew inside me
Faster than the understanding 
of Misrepresentation
And Manipulation
But not as fast
As thoughts of forest 
Which I called 
Woods
Alongside music 
Which I called
Guitar
Alongside books 
Which I called
My new idea

pink

Published by David Elias

Acoustic music, sounding natural because it is played and recorded that way. No gizmos, no compression, rarely any overdubs even with large bands in the studio. No Edits. Just Microphones. Focused on nature, photos, poetry, video, the nature of art, the art of nature, the art of listening...more at www.davidelias.com

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