If you can see me with your clown eyes,
then you've seen too much.
Late night in terror, whore of emotion,
glutton to melancholy
Wistful, dewy candles have caught my
Scarecrow's Eye.
My side aches from where it was taken
they didn't replace it.
What am I to do now?
It waits by my bed side...
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Bent People & Their Hunched Views
The bent people have a hunched view.
Exotic flower...commonized
Theory of spilt milk canaanized
View from the sky over the Bermuda Triangle
foggy...as it clears...
Exotic flower...commonized
Theory of spilt milk canaanized
View from the sky over the Bermuda Triangle
foggy...as it clears...
Giving to Caesar
A rose for the Mad Hatter
A tulip for the hare
A pansy for mirror dwellers everywhere.
Posies for the departed
Tuppence for the birds
Homage must be paid
Not just with mere words.
Drumming the kettle drum
Make them march to the beat
Devil's fiddle, Angel's harp,
The puppet's market place discreet.
Follow your sign
You won't get lost
A label at any cost
Is better than moldy bread
In the basket.
If life is stale and too scattered
Here's the casket
For fallen dreams that never mattered.
A tulip for the hare
A pansy for mirror dwellers everywhere.
Posies for the departed
Tuppence for the birds
Homage must be paid
Not just with mere words.
Drumming the kettle drum
Make them march to the beat
Devil's fiddle, Angel's harp,
The puppet's market place discreet.
Follow your sign
You won't get lost
A label at any cost
Is better than moldy bread
In the basket.
If life is stale and too scattered
Here's the casket
For fallen dreams that never mattered.
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