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Keep The Rainbow Grey (Audio)

Poetry By: Scribblings of a middle aged mad man
Poetry


Tags: Crazy, Madness


The winds of the mind, are storms created from the endless tablets that arrive in plastic cups, on the hour every hour..


Submitted:Oct 4, 2011    Reads: 2    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I pace my padded cell

eye brows removed

Leather buckles tight

teeth forcibly glued

A throatal grunt

for the distant full moon

Call it a bark

as madness enters the room

Tune hummed

warm urine leaks

Ears held

as Mr. Crazy speaks

Head sunk in pillow

imagination on play

Winds of the mind

help keep the rainbow grey





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