A Stick of White Noise
Kaleidoscoped visions
Rose-petaled eyes
Turbulent decision
To kiss the demise
Your family is calling you
Your sister wants to play
Your cat wants to be fed
Your conscience is smoking astray
Metallic sheets blind her eyes
Silence drains her sought
Happy smiles and frowns
Turn to blank thoughts
Goodbye dollbaby
Your mommy doesn't want you
Goodbye imagination
Her nightmares are renewed
The little girl is all grown down
Alone and stoned, deaf and regime
Her little stick friend
Is white noise to her dreams.
Copyright © Alyssa Finley | Year Posted 2006
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