INTO THE DARKNESS
flying through rain clouds making up stories
dealing with satan screaming like bedlam
thinly veiled madness finite as jelly
bouncing like atoms crashing and thrashing
nightmares recurring shouting at demons
fighting with devils escaping from hell
black cats and broomsticks swinging from lamp posts
swearing at Jesus and killing herself
writing on raw flesh with needles and ink
scratching her eyes out ladies in waiting
surfing on rainbows looking for lovers
eating for England hating the weather
08062012
Please note:
The above is the first part of a much longer piece that
will be aired on my Dream Genie bloggage very soon.
This is good with an excellent pace that bounces along.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]