Thoughts

Venus in form has mine eyes deceived
Link your soul to another
in the last gods reprieve
Better to kill before I do.
I flex as I prance
I smile as I drool,
Wretched plain of happenstance.
Oh stupid ass, you took the clever medicine,
Did it not sit well in the core of your man
Catchers catch can in the last games demand
I can’t see my dreams
My eyes how they sparkle
My soul how it screams
Intrepid debacle.
Embrace the mirage
We live in a dream
Let me see what I want to
Ignorance is serine
And all the fine breeding can never avail
a poor soul stuck outside
Looking for bail.


© 2016 MJG