Now It's Your Turn
Take on my act
the game I'm playing
let my image slide
take it on this act i am
let me shine in your stage
and I'll create another palyer
another place to be
read between my lines and realise
my game between the lines
titles and missing words
and now you know
im missing sleep thinking i"m jesus
take on my act
we'l fake my potic death and slide on the internet
take on my hand of cards under the table
and take on my acts of the selves and drewss them up like dolls and barbies of
men or women
phoenixes or whatever
let them slide
surround them with puzzles and let them live
every life on paper lives
it sits in an empty toom until you take it somewhere else
and write its next chapter
every new creation thought up put on paper is alive somewhere sitting in a room
waiting to be dreampt again somwhere else
but they see soo many nightmares
let me slide
one at a time
but hel me find out who
and i will
write like i am something else
I'll take these poems in a few months
after theyve all been read and commented on
write like soemthing else
and the story continues
but someone has to pretend to be my shadow
my memory writing like i did
as i reveal the next layer or angel to leave its lonely room
You will see me inspired by you
praising you
putting you on pedastools
and then that will slide
and then i will do another act for man
and tha can slide
but yu have to take the act on for a few months and ponder it
and then tag somebody
Copyright © Troy Nelson | Year Posted 2006
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