Tuesday, August 23, 2016

A Kind of a Sonnet

Little purple elephants are dancing now,
Purging slights against the starry prancings now,
Broken musings on a bathroom stall defacing now,
Something sticks inside my casing now.

Fighting fast and losing faster now.
Learning how to be a lie after now/
Learning how to be alive after now.
Flustered fights are fixtures now,
Plastered cross the pubescent pictures now.

Empty, endless mind is ending now,
Draining down the drain unending now.
Scaring scarcely any, scaredy cats abound now,
Founding findings through absconding friends around now.

Colored crazy not yet now,
He said, she said, they said inside my head now.

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