dear crepe lake~
...petards n' shards
standin
at the edge
of the beginning
of tomorrow
a sword held
downpointed
periscope
the hand is strong
the sword is true
the blue bladed
thrice serrated
the better for
to fricasee your
liver lovely sir
double the face
the janus side
of emptiness
the split tongue
god it's fun
the clever trackin
lover cryin
pity me oh trust
me now you must
a mist there drifts
upon your eyes
and you've
been trapped
thrown back by
your own lies
your cheatin heart
done told to you
the lie eye planted
in the rose bush
by miss mary's house
to see to see
if you would
spy it there
there where you
say you were not
say you are too
honest to be there
anyway i guess
i know that i know
what i wanted to
know and you no
you know nothing
but soon a small
and distant moment
chiseled in the rock
you call a home
a tiny piece
of celophane
veined in emeralds
singing dreams
will tell you that
you're all alone
it will only
ream your soul
and it's lost
it's elasticity....
oh gnash the teeth
returned you are
to your mediocrity
~shantillylace