Poem -

puppets on a madman's page

Puppet on
A Madmans
Page.
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Yesterday HeaVen was
A
Haunted Library without

any
People there
to read about the
Ghosts
Who live in books;

as
I sat wondering
how
Many i's got lost

within the
Page.

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and
Do I love because
I
Love?

Or
Claim to Love
Intent
Upon a Fuck?!

(Oh,
Why do sad
faced
Angels cut
A
Bleeding HearT
so
much?!!)

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Now
today...

heaven is
The
Ghost of Yesterday,

Who's
Smile remains a memory
which
could never the joys of
Experience
Replace.

as
I sit
Tearing
Out My
Eyes

Because
I
Hate This
Haunted
Place!

Seeing as
The
"I's"
 are
All Puppets.

(Dancing on a
Madman's page.)

J.Stephen.h.

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Tony Taylor

Wow J!!....that music works perfectly with these words.,....a truly Haunting movement and rhythm to the whole......if you read the words aloud along with the music you feel them as they were meant.....in my humble opinion of course......the ending is piercingly effective!! ~

                 ~ "Seeing as the "I's"  
                     are all puppets.
                     (Dancing on a 
                     Madman's page)"

Love it Brother!!......peace n stuff!.......T xo 🐧

 

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Icarus Flocke

thanks man!

i think for the next few i write im going to go out on an
optimistic limb a bit and hope the tree doesnt come crashing
down.

 

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