On the white screen dance the stringed dots
Mind spilled codes of hieroglyphic thoughts
Slowly they emerge handholding lines
Not always yielding intended designs.
Something was brewing inside the head
Coaxing to weave and take it ahead
The drunken horses so wildly gallop
There is no leash to make them stop.
Nerves are taut and they won't relax
Till all is vented they reach the ******
It was thus fated the moment it was sown
What's to be grown could never be known.
As the fever wanes arrives the new child
It may be adored or it may be defiled
The canvas is washed clean as in the rain
Something is brewing to be vented again.

Falling asleep is no lie
the mind takes a jogg
It don't care about the clock
Dreaming ain't no lie

To the one that held my heart and tore it apart
To the person who caught the shards and mended the parts
The above happened and the below occured.

Oh broken wings
How far we have fallen
with that toxic dart
Cupid smite
us a mighty blow
placing my heart on snow
she smiled for a while
floating on air
naked and bare, barely there
oh broken heart
how far have we fallen
Ginger and Fred,
Freddie a stare
Cupid's dare,
feathered a crow
Icarus moaned
broken arrow
popsicle toes.