Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Fire on the Mountain 9/25/2007

Gray frosting
Confettied curls
A paragraph in a nod
Creation without producing anything
No waste products – unless you count hangovers
2nd fiddle – pink with starch
Jealously or comrodary
The maestro must be hard to live with
Blinding light warms the carpet
Neutral colors and safe choices will offend no one
Crust forms on your moccasins, your dreams
Prolonged Midlife crisis from 25-death
Society has a collective guilt trip
Listen not to the masses, nor to the minority
Nor to the voice you identify as you
Share thoughts with the devil
Strive to learn both sides of everything
Have you ever truly loved?
Unhooked the safety line and jumped
Piano completes the sequence
As the guitar fades.

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