Occasionally my body and mind stagger through the streets as one
Entangled in a tango, burning fuel with no forethought to form
The feet stretch out over a landscape riddled with subnormals
Among the debris:
Sunken land masses
Atlantis springs to mind
Inexorably the incredulous faces emerge
faces that gnaw at the heart of a man
attempting to demoralize him
Occasionally my body and mind stagger into the heads of subnornals
fingering the discorded notes of their inanity
I burn them in effigy, with forethought to form
And still, I do not sleep at night
No comments:
Post a Comment