Free Cee Doom At Dusk

DOOM AT DUSK Life is a series of random rooms Dens of delight Quarters of quiet in the night Nests of nativity A refuge of relativity Sanctums of serenity Chambers of change and chagrin All the rooms we members have been within Life is who you are placed in those rooms with People of pleasure Folk of fantasy to treasure Men too mighty to measure Women too flighty and levitated by leisure Those with goals irrelevant Those with possessions extravagant Those of particular consequence Those who make no particular sense People as per their particular pretense People who weather the wood of white picket fences Men whose deities are defenses Women who wear white when they ought not Men who make a woman’s pleasure their plot Life is who enters and exits those rooms With lies With goodbyes With a fare thee well Or a may thee go to hell And oh how I do too oft regret the contractions that cast off my original room Life is what happens after exiting the womb To breathlessly enter room after room…. From dusk unto doom © 2012…copyright PHREEPOETREE..~free cee!~