06-14-2013, 06:10 PM
august tenth 1974
i was born
magnets and mirrors
upside down id
upside down
reflected walk,
upon the ceiling
an electric feeling
alternate reality
my feet stepped
head spinning mind reeling
2 0r 3
id cry
at the bottom of our row
a few doors down
id sit in the rain
and swallow down
my pain,
a snake like voice would say to me
your highness dont cry
confide in me
skelli i called him
bones top hat and cloak
i miss my daughter
cameilia ameilia
and my throne
i hate it here
im so young
and alone,
i cant quite remember
but i know your voice
and i know tomorrows
and i have no choice,
skelli you are my only friend
in this place
im falling
longitute and latitude
no end
a crocodile dream
dna
compared
and who was that stranger
at the end of my bed
bare footed
straw hair
weaved skirt
bone necklass
bare chest
and a skull
on a stick
up and down
on the ground
i tried convince myself that he wasnt there
i counted to ten
should i open my eyes
do i dare
i lifted the blanket a bit
and i stared
as my eyes adjusted
back at me he glared
he was really there,
do you remember
how loud i screamed
my mother came in
and rescued me
and when i relayed
what i had seen
she said
that i was special
an indian spirit guide was
what id seen,
row row row my boat
gently down the stream
merrily merrily merrily merrily
my life is but a dream
straw hair,
dark skin
stomping fee
small skull atop
i was born
magnets and mirrors
upside down id
upside down
reflected walk,
upon the ceiling
an electric feeling
alternate reality
my feet stepped
head spinning mind reeling
2 0r 3
id cry
at the bottom of our row
a few doors down
id sit in the rain
and swallow down
my pain,
a snake like voice would say to me
your highness dont cry
confide in me
skelli i called him
bones top hat and cloak
i miss my daughter
cameilia ameilia
and my throne
i hate it here
im so young
and alone,
i cant quite remember
but i know your voice
and i know tomorrows
and i have no choice,
skelli you are my only friend
in this place
im falling
longitute and latitude
no end
a crocodile dream
dna
compared
and who was that stranger
at the end of my bed
bare footed
straw hair
weaved skirt
bone necklass
bare chest
and a skull
on a stick
up and down
on the ground
i tried convince myself that he wasnt there
i counted to ten
should i open my eyes
do i dare
i lifted the blanket a bit
and i stared
as my eyes adjusted
back at me he glared
he was really there,
do you remember
how loud i screamed
my mother came in
and rescued me
and when i relayed
what i had seen
she said
that i was special
an indian spirit guide was
what id seen,
row row row my boat
gently down the stream
merrily merrily merrily merrily
my life is but a dream
straw hair,
dark skin
stomping fee
small skull atop