from the shoreline to the skyline,
it is my greatest ambition to find out why.
questions stir in my brain, when i rise and when i sleep.
ships wrecked in every way possible.
to live is very hard and to die is not an option.
it troubles me, the knowledge of what i'm about to do.
and am i scared? oh, yes. for i am helpless at best.
shadow puppets swim in showers
the cascading sunshine plays for hours
mantras including odes for a nickel
reciting, "her's was a lovely life but now she's gone
and we'll be all the more lonely without her smile."
forks dancing with silver spoons
i was never the classy one who remembered which one to choose.
brainstorms in my hair, frizzy bears walk up the street
and now, you know, that lollipops sing show tunes when you're not watching
time's hands shake yours while you sleep
rabbits peep through the key hole to spy
if you've got a pickle in your eyes
hippies wear green clothes in grief
shadow puppets swim in showers
the cascading sunshine plays for hours
mantras including odes for a nickel
recitin, "her's was a lovely life, but now she's gone
and we'll be all the more lonely without her smile."
Monday, January 12
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