My mind is an awfully large place
Though its all crammed up
Sorry, there's no more rental space
You see....
Dreams are so mashed up in the drawers
Stashed in battered stacks beneath the floors
Pouring through wooden slats in the doors
Also....
Inspiration never stops pouring in
Even though I keep stuffing it into every jar and tin
On containers I am starting to run quite thin
Maybe....
I could store you away with all the other me's
All of the future people that I might be
But you'll be trampled eventually
But....
I will never store you by the right edge
For that is a very treacherous and sly ledge
And there, darkness does hedge
So....
You see now that there is no more room
But that's just for today
So come back soon

Memories with pointy grins
Their leavings sick and vile
Ruggad rips along my phyc
They bite with sharpend smiles
Roiling inside a cage of script
Are my snapping crocodiles

The underworld follows me around
Clinging to my skirts
Hugging my legs so I won't leave
Because being alone hurts

A glass girl
With a clock in her hand
A bomb ticking in her stomach
And they called her bland

One day she will go off
With a bang and a crash
And barrel through lives
And watch us all thrash

I have fallen for rhyme
Every word
Every verse
I gladly give away my mind
And welcom in its curse

Ball and chains
Twisting like snakes
The water is deep
He knew the stakes
Plummeting farther
He starts to drown
Into watery hell
He is impelled down

Salt in eyes
Life swims near
The water, dark and earnest
Airless intentions clear
The sea swallows him
Weights and all
Cold fingers drag
Death fall