Thomas

there stands a dilapidated home on a dry suburban street. it is tucked along back dirty concrete weeded alleys. an untamed dog roams the front yard careless of your every which move for it knows of its capabilities of tearing unwanted folk apart and it knew it could. here stands an appearance of an unwanted change and progress.
thomas arrives home to something different. he lives among the dry heave, but he is tucked into his own back guest house full of vibrant reds, blues, yellows and zest! there are collections of toys beautifully patterned out and arranged. its friendly and comfortable. thomas has the taste of pop art as a palate around his personal space. he spends his time typing away gallantly finding new prizes through his computer. he is nit picky about his generous offers but he knows what he wants likes and can have.
music is his vessel. he composes musical notes filled with quirky animated sounds and commands it.
there in this neighborhoods is a creative circus.