Short Turvey Poems

Topsy-turvey and
Not releasing is
This discourse. 

Stale, no - 
Seeping into a 
Cavernous mixture that
Overwhelms the Self. 

Sensing immortality.
An impossible reality. 

Dragging my feet
into puddles of
deaths lost
and pains remembered....

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For those of you who think no one knows, you are wrong.

For those of you who think no one cares, you are wrong.

For those of you who feel things are terribly wrong, you are right.

For those of you who feel the world is topsy-turvey-crazy, here is my email.

I am starting my own cult.

Shhhhhh!...

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She is a symmetrical faerie
Weird for a painting of mine.
I like my subjects lopsided.
Upside down or topsy turvey is okay too.

Who drew this one? I ask Pixie.
Pixie is my painting muse.
She is Trixie’s cousin
She has attitude 

Pixie puts her hands behind her back
Twists her waist back and forth
She looks like an impish six-year-old.
Like Trixie and I, she can never play poker...

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