Skin chalked into a black board
Rotting into explosive sadness
As to mania
Lets just float into a poem
The stream rolls inwards
grabs at my ankles
says she is friendly.
As to mania
It can stir up a soup
Running in circles wildly
Eating the tail off
she fails to spice it
the sense of doom.
Trees uprooted be a dance of
Wild ones
as to mania
the zombies are evolving
hearts can flutter through
rain
pressed and dried
they come alive.
It is a burden of shoulders
Breaking walls down
For the great wall
denies all
as to mania
it can't go far
when it looks so soft
as a melting glass
the dancing moth.
Rotting into explosive sadness
As to mania
Lets just float into a poem
The stream rolls inwards
grabs at my ankles
says she is friendly.
As to mania
It can stir up a soup
Running in circles wildly
Eating the tail off
she fails to spice it
the sense of doom.
Trees uprooted be a dance of
Wild ones
as to mania
the zombies are evolving
hearts can flutter through
rain
pressed and dried
they come alive.
It is a burden of shoulders
Breaking walls down
For the great wall
denies all
as to mania
it can't go far
when it looks so soft
as a melting glass
the dancing moth.
