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 May 2017 Garry
Vale Luna
Puppeteers
 May 2017 Garry
Vale Luna
I have a closet full of shadow puppets
They're funny
Don't you think?
Cuz even though I call them puppets
They're controlling me

Look at them
And you might laugh
Because they look asleep
But if you laugh
You ignite the wrath
Of what lies underneath
Their marble eyes
Like a void black hole
But stare at them
You shouldn't dare
Because from a single meaningless glare
They'll come to life
They'll take your soul
They'll eat you alive
They'll eat you whole

Because these are my shadow puppets
And they live inside my attic
But climb on up
And visit too much
And they'll turn your thoughts to static
They dress themselves in all black
But the fact is
They're not trying to hide
The fact is
If you get close enough
They'll lure you inside

Because these are my shadow puppets
And they live inside my basement
But saying that they aren't alive
Would be an untrue statement
Wooden dummies --
They might look
Hollow
Empty
Broken
Just don't be fooled by their vacantness
Take heed of what I've spoken
And if you enter the malicious trap
Just be aware
You won't come back

Because these are my shadow puppets
And they live on a string
But please don't try and make them dance
They're not as funny as you think
And if you accidentally tangle them
Or wrap their threads around their necks
You'll make them quite unhappy
And I assure you
You'll be next

Because these are the shadow puppets
And they're closing in on you
Let them inside
And you will find
They stick to you like glue
One tap on your bedroom door
Two more from the basement --
They're under your floor
Three extra knocks
From inside your wall
But there's more
No
That's not all
Four bangs from above
They're in the attic
Five pounds in your room
Go check the closet
Watch them creep in through your windows
Let them slip inside your halls
Let them dance up on your ceiling
Let them slink and let them crawl
Let them waltz into your dreams
Let them sleep inside your bed
Let them laugh when they hear you scream
“Oh, I WISH THAT I WAS DEAD!”

...

You have a closet full of shadow puppets
Dormant
Inside your room
Try not to wake them up too often
They surely want your doom

Because these are your shadow puppets
And they live inside your head
It's funny that you call them puppets
When it's you
Hanging by a thread.
(Represents dark emotions)
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
Misery loves Company
But the feeling isn’t mutual;
For Company wants just to be
With concepts which are social.

So Company spurns Misery
Which suits Misery just fine;
As Misery has cause to be
Friends with Anguish all the time.
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
A single teardrop
Is all it takes
To quench the thirst of
My tortured heart.

Too long I've kept my
Emotions caged
Lest their freedom makes
Me fall apart.
Inspired by #SenseWrds prompt
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
Hear the calming sound of distant traffic,
The morning yawn of this slumbering town,
There, the early birds fly fast and frantic,
Here, the songbirds strive to rouse the crowds.

Soon voices merge with this morning chorus,
As fledglings fly free from their parent's nests,
Filled with the thrill of the day before them,
Wild screams and laughter burst out from their *******.

The clanging of gates cuts short the chorus,
The parents depart to tend to their nests,
Then little birds flit through playground forests,
'Til afternoon comes, then fly home to rest.

Hear the calming sound of distant traffic,
The twilight sigh of this tired-out town,
Night owls with bright eyes swoop through the darkness,
As songbirds sing lullabies all around.
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
Let your feet take your mind for a wander,
So your eyes can get a good gander,
At sights they may not have seen,
So when you return to your screen,
Your head will be filled with insight,
And your hands will be itching to write.
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
Vibrating glass skull
Magnifying my senses
****** off migraine!
Inspired by #DimpleVerse prompt
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
I must unleash
My poetry beast;
I've kept her caged all night.

Her fangs must feast
On juicy beats
And gorge on raw insight...
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
Act Now!
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
Act now! There may not
Be a next time
To give someone
Your heart
For tomorrow is
An endless day
That never seems
To start
 May 2017 Garry
B H H Burns
Moses supposes his toes were roses
When Moses takes doses of strong LSD
But Moses he knowses to lay of them doses
'Cause Moses psychosis is pretty scary.
This is an example of some Alternative Musicals I've been writing
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