Hard Rock Candy Bandit
Hard Rock Candy bandit,
Desperado of the Country Club
Fever pitch daydreams wait in line
For heathen sacifice to your hunger.
Foolish mortals - all of them - to beg...
You are a star triumphant - singer of the latest,
Greatest song...
You are the heart blood of acceptance
On the trigger of your gun...
A natural phenomenon glittering in shards;
A veritable weapon
Pointing towards the Sun.
Glossy 8x10's line the room in which you sleep
And dream of paranormal men..
Await the future dining on erotic violence...
And oh...the dreams...
Hypnotic, languid hours of indeterminate meaning
Where reality has no prescence
But one compelling voice
Raised in anger...
And chivalry is not a word for children
Whom the World would lull to ignorance
While the World caters to the negligent....and the cruel.
Someday this World will know you.
Someday this World will know how real you are to become...
And past the void beyond the last dark dream
Your script awaits completion
....In the bottom drawer of a cherry red spaceship
Shaped like your favorite car.
And the dreaming...
And the dreams of sheltered sweetness...
They still abide in patience.
Don't you know, sweet silly child
Hard Rock candy bandits
Always win......
Copyright © Elizabeth Landon-Lane | Year Posted 2012
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