Paths

and falters she does, the clumsy ballerina topples - lands on her face with an audience slightly taken aback when money was paid to see the finest. alone by the cafe, a stranger to all in a little town: the outcast stares at her with

dogmatic views over pragmatic concerns and two waves clash. it is easy to erase wrinkles with a hot iron, i give people what they want.

today i heard a voice say, i had only good intent - security, to feel alive, then went out on a spree to paint the town in what can only be described as vandalism, the court ruled penalties. vessels brush by spirits, unaware of these demi-gods,

i caught the midnight train, eager to whizz off to utopia, to osiris as he called fondly: after all i had noble goals, and along the way i was side tracked by behemoth stomping across plains unseen, what prickles, what sandstorm that came out of no where, the wise men they came up with ideas, each method failing, from the monarchs, the socialist, the romantics, religious

a hidden road, a fast lane, an unspoken treaty: to never mention this because it is not polite! the leaves covering nakedness someone have some modesty;

change your mind at the crossroad, though it is not apparent now when morale is high and the birds are singing sweetly to go for the treacherous path ahead. zig zag, a wrong turn means a fall off the cliff

yeah you heard right - cackle like a banshee, wiggle like a dunce, prance like a peacock, then peck the ground like there is gold in it.

shrill, like a piercing pin crumbles the inflated turd; landing and setting off alarms with a thud: soft touch, horrendous stink and janitors rush in to clean but a slippery slope makes for a

aberration, disfigured, misconfiguration, burnt, unpalatable: add cosmetics, msg, tons of sweet honey, a sick sweet, feels like puke on the inside, dismantled, a figured out trickster, try to gain back dignity

spit on the loser who plays prima donna, and the audience they see every act, fall, feign hurt, surprise tumbling along - wrapped in chocolate topped with beethoven making one last sonata this time in the sun.