02-14-2013, 03:55 PM
Ouch! A paper cut!
Guillotined by printer parchment!
Canyons of skin, carved by a crimson river,
oversee numbness advance like Pleistocene glaciers.
Fingers curl and plead for iced tap water.
Devils radiate up my nervous system, whispering intrigue
of a prince bested by a commoner’s breadknife.
Talk turns to riven skies, to earthquakes,
to cracks in the Earth’s crust.
Plans drawn up to empty the bars of alcohol,
to build defense shields of gauze and cotton balls,
fall to wanton mobs of maniacs and clowns.
As ascetics run rampant with flagellating birch rods,
as ancient statues crumple to hails of rocket fire,
as everyone clasps hands in a final plea for grace,
all seems lost.
.
.
.
.
.
Tranquility always comes with a new day’s retrospect.
Guillotined by printer parchment!
Canyons of skin, carved by a crimson river,
oversee numbness advance like Pleistocene glaciers.
Fingers curl and plead for iced tap water.
Devils radiate up my nervous system, whispering intrigue
of a prince bested by a commoner’s breadknife.
Talk turns to riven skies, to earthquakes,
to cracks in the Earth’s crust.
Plans drawn up to empty the bars of alcohol,
to build defense shields of gauze and cotton balls,
fall to wanton mobs of maniacs and clowns.
As ascetics run rampant with flagellating birch rods,
as ancient statues crumple to hails of rocket fire,
as everyone clasps hands in a final plea for grace,
all seems lost.
.
.
.
.
.
Tranquility always comes with a new day’s retrospect.