Sebastian Aaron Baez Poet Rhyme

I Hate Needles

Fresco fringe
Inject happiness
With a serrated syringe
Tripped on a bottle
Falling down a bottomless binge
Far beyond the humanoid hinge
Everything went odd
In a pungent pinch
With all my strength
It still doesn't give an inch

Handsome haphazard
Snappy slum lord lizard
Alcoholic love fermenting
In an magical vineyard
I watch a display screen where
Reality is filtered, decay
And subliminal messages are whispered
And none of my questions are answered
Perhaps that is why I love to disobey
Go against the grain
Molding my own truth from clay

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Eileen Manassian February 1, 2015 at 4:29 AM Hey YOU! Where you been hiding??? This is trademark you...pushing us to the limits of...reality? Good write...We all have our own version of reality. Take care Sebastian Aaron Baez February 2, 2015 at 10:33 AM So sorry about the scary analogy! :) wouldn't say I was happy just contend with things. I'll try not to use anymore spider references, insects have always been interesting to me especially ........ Almost forgot I can use that word! :) ;) :'( Eileen Manassian February 1, 2015 at 5:31 AM FYI...I HATE spiders! ;) So....scary analogy!!! Glad you're happy. That's the important thing. Sebastian Aaron Baez February 1, 2015 at 4:58 AM :) I went back inside my spider hole! I guess its the arachnid in me. If I'm not writing I'm drawing and when I'm not doing those two I'm trying to get in better shape and looking and listening to music!! Thank you for your concern :)