"Drowning Spectacularly in Deep Pools of Words"
“Would you like some soup?” she said
He was being spoon fed
Alphabet code while he sat in his wheelchair
“I’m a whippersnapper”, he said
“There, there,” she said
“Love is in here”, she said
Massaging his heart
the wounds disappeared
“I am a Poet”, he said
“You're Trouble with a capital "T"," she said
"The magic is in here”, she said
stroking both his temples
“hmmm, that feels good”, he said
“Your eyes are deep pools”, he said
“I see myself drowning in them”
“Danger’s your middle name,” she said
"I put a sedative and Scopolamine in your Soup,
your mind's been covertly read", she said
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
Categories:
scopolamine, imagery, romance, word play,
Form: Romanticism
The “Black Sorcerer,”
The “Dirty Trickster”
A man untouchable.
Doing everything regrettable.
Lacking the fundamental fear
Of every human being
Why are you here?
What is it, do you think you’re doing?
Sidney Gottlieb.
Poison expert
Drug lord
Who will you hurt?
On your never-ending chessboard.
LSD,
Ecstasy,
Psychology,
Scopolamine,
Morphine,
Brainwashing.
“What better weapon than the human brain?”
You’ll do it again, and again
“He will do our bidding against his will.”
All with a simple pill
Or maybe a needle
He’ll be our precious weasel
Mysterious deaths,
Assassination
Cover-ups.
“Where else could a red-blooded American boy
Lie
Kill
Cheat
Steal
Rape
And pillage
With the sanction
And blessing of the All-Highest.”
Categories:
scopolamine, drug,
Form: Rhyme