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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I hold three magic rocks, in my hand rolling them over and over and over. Leaving this reality behind, far behind.... I opened my eyes and to my surprise I was in a bedroom, so dark like buried in a tome./ But I felt claustrophobic like a babe in a womb./ I could not breathe and silence just seemed so loud./ I stepped out of my body and begin to watch myself some how./ I put heavy sheets over my windows./ To keep out the world and it's echo's./ I bury my face in my pillow and hide from my own shadow./ I hear screaming voices on my radio./ I distract myself by reading "Edgar Allen Poe."/ I was forced to leave town and travel to New Mexico./ I encountered the Martian-man and he said "Hello."/ Then surprisingly he took me on a ride in his U.F.O.!!/ Eventually he brought me back and dropped me off in Jericho!/ A Priest approached me./ He told me he was from Tennessee and he handed me a key./ So I traveled to a town near the Dead Sea./ While there I met a girl who smelled like potpourri./ While we were having sex, I lifted her leg and discovered she was an amputee!/ She then let out a wail that sounded like a banshee./ I admit it turned me on sexually!/ I finally found the palace and began my search./ I got lost and met a giant-of-a-man named "Lurch."/ He introduced me to the town whore,? And hand-n-hand, me and her searched each corridor./ We found a red door./ Of course it was locked, that was plain to see./ So I pulled out the priests' key./ I opened the door and there in the middle of the room was a P.C./ It was in H.D./ Me and the girl entered the room./ The door slammed behind us with a "boom!"/ She ran and sat in front of the computer./ She begin explaining the site like a tutor./ On the screen was a chat group./ She clicked onto the home page - "Poetry Soup!"/ I was hit with deja vu./ That's when I noticed on her lower back was a tattoo./ The words said, "I hate you."/ Continued in Pt 2
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