

Pink Electric DaffodilsPink electric daffodilsPink Electric Daffodils
Floating mustard bombs, cherry pie sandpaper, canker sore shoe sale, dead baby lunch pail,
riding a curtain dragon, through the wooded wagon, sneaking a bit of honey, payed for in post-op money,
Stinging frown steel parade, chocolate roller blades, dancing on the heels, of my pink electric daffodils


SocietyKnee deep in mental necrophilia, Lays waste to the "oh so holy" communion An unwanted dream in the eccentric dystopia Always controlling the neural reunionSociety
Locked away are the secrets of life by the mind's deluded skeleton key extracted with the governmental surgeon's knife Will these puppets ever be free?
They follow the heartbeat of a hive mind hellspawn Asking for naught but their leader's whim Their happiness had been trampled upon Perhaps it never occurred to them?
Committing free will suicide en masse The saved ones are the few Think


FireFireFire
Red piper dancing an immaculate bolero, heat thriving intent upon consuming the wind in defiant jubilee.
Waves of warmth protruding into the sky with a random happenstance of joyous lighthearted piety.
Worshiping naught but its own unguided hand strokes, it fights the cool breeze tooth and claw, victory brings larger crackling chorus.
Whistling a tune of undaunted beauty, it is to be tamed by no being, lest it wishes to be so.


Shades of grayShades of greyShades of gray
The shades of grey, the masque of colors that marks my soul, Uneventful pageantry, melancholy dancers inside this God damned hole, Shadow jesters, half-assed prancers circling the black, Waylaid minstrel, performing for the prisoners on the rack, Maniacal court mage, spitting out his worthless incantation, Pathetic charade, this sarcastic parade, a tribute to my incessant depression.