Selfish shellfish the stars in your tide pool
appear nearby but the sky far away
reflects rejects with solipsistic minds
demand the sand offers a toast to dead
ondines who dine on the souls of living
nightmares the stares follow your every move
indeed dark steeds chase us in dreams like hares
captured tortured and tossed about by dogs
Answer furball number one with a gun
delight in spite of how wrong to belong
onslaught daughter to fatherless orphans
no one knows fun anymore how to score
in spite of fright the mares at night chase down
selfish shellfish who hide inside their shells
No comments:
Post a Comment