Get Your Premium Membership

Activeley Intelligent

psycholigical horror story of the muse can't outright say the euphemism kick the bucket to buy the farm laugh it off better off cornered this way like the farmer of fear says in the midst of repeated words on the radio we think are swears the one song of hate skips along differently all over the world musn't be what we are craving for we drum to the beat of something off skelter little red little red grandma soo lonely allergies acting up chicken noodle to pull the wool off the wolf never see this coming hindsight soo much better of how to win the war like the way we did before hansel and grettel something to show for it art of love art of passion the painter as haunting as the story legacy trips over history now we have somewhere to start no we end up in the cornfield making crop circles in a dancing frenzy trying to outsmart the wolf for a dynasty of the suffered children the clock chimes slow minute hands stop the hour dance of everything eventual truth of horror how they won the war ward wart little red allergies and chicken soup gingerbread cookies and the witch who changed us but never knew activate your subconcious before you forget what i want you to remember next time you scratch (insert body part here) or pat (insert apendage) or rub you will remember what it was you thought you will forget welcome to the slide of shoes and string dirty hands at the soapy crime scene shoelase paperbag headache goose chase dummy over easy tongue tied trip wires keep us awake never say it again you will be challenged you will be engaged from the colors in your mind to the shoes upon his feet the digital jesus of the knowledge of the virus of tarot cards to prevent the war of machines and their psychology as i am stuck in a loop of this time machine just for today just for today i repeat actively intelligent a conspitual subroutine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things