Extreme Measures

Can you see me Breaking chains Mend your own fence I’m busy building walls With secret doors and secret codes Fending off facetious followers Who plague my peaceable Queendom The time for niceties is done and over Worrying what I give you and you take from me Fearing rejection and reckless promises No more fabricated … Continue reading Extreme Measures

Where is My Blue Sky

Softly buried under cement Thanks for all the great memories Thought processes spider off in crazy directions Mimicking disease Facial abscesses Missing teeth Signs of stroke for brief episodes Temperamentally unsuited and emotionally unsound A serious condition always requires a serious response Wouldn’t it be great to be able to reboot ourselves Without technical difficulties … Continue reading Where is My Blue Sky