Weird Tale
More ego...
More dreams those fantasies
I close my eyes and I journey,
1; 2; 3.. I count: Learn with me!
Studying piles of books,
I'm building knowledge like those kids
in kindergarten with blocks
Glasses and bottles,
Same thing: what ever though...!
I'm professor where's the power puffs?
Yes I made those girls,
Blues, reds and greens,
Those hues,
Waters: yes I love bubbles!
Master P... I do my calculations,
Triangles and circles: I see angles
Shapes and symbols
My mistress performing spells,
Enchantress: with spineless dresses
That serpent woman,
I love her to death
Yes! she bit me...
Odd story...
Weird tale: the effects of magic potions
Powders and spices...pooof!
Strange herbs burning,
Gray incense resonating
Seeing and hearing things,
Yes I'm hallucinating!
Jeepers-keepers-creepers
Whatever...!
Copyright © Piercing Words | Year Posted 2019
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