No more magic wands
Or spell bound words
No more ghostly haunts
Or reptilian birds

No more monsters in the dark
Not in the pond nor lake
No more pirates in the park
Not at the bar nor plank

I hid them in my heart
To harden in the flame
Dearly they departed
To indentured fame

Maybe I will try my hardest
And make a change

Maybe I'll be dishonest
And do the same

Be a monster in the closet
And win the game

Iris rode a Pegasus
To see inside a star

Spiral winds of hastiness
Inside its dark parts

Examining the ecliptic ring

Spying the halo of the king
She is silently observing
Despite the heating

But Iris plans to sing

As the messenger between the kings
Escaping the PRISM of the dream

Emptied
And screaming from its screens

Tempting
A Voyager to ****** now
As it flees

Escaping
To interstellar space

As the questions beg for answers
That answer way too late

Put two in the back
And one in the face

One up close
And two far away

Iris is the eye
Of a dying race

Looking for traces of its fate

Unflinching and unblinking
It awaits

The storms of a gods face

A sunbeam painted her face
In a smile

It printed the mountains
And built a trail

It sculpted thousands
Of smiling faces
Going to and fro

As it shone
Through a single crack
In the very back
Of a crowded basement

Where I detonated
In my sleep

Awaking

In insatiable
Dream speak

So elusive in her fluid movement

Almost intrusive
These lucid
Strings

This ...pheromonal lingering
Between ...us

It pulls closed
Our dis ...tance

Unable to resist

I'm showing teeth
And losing sssteam

I am

Weakening

Receding back
From knuckle bitten screams

The words meaningless
Appeasing this feeling
Grieving from my lips
And with small sips
To just downing all of it
I submit
To the emptiness
I have writ

And if i ever again kiss
The faintness of her lips
I will clumsily trip
Encompassed
In the grip
Of the happiness
That slipped
Into the heart of this *****

Thomas was an honest man
Upon us in dishonest lands

And he would stand
Atop his fondest stances

And speak his mind at every chance

But Thomas
Wasn't always an honest man

He follyed as an honored father
That with his bothered hands

killed his daughters man

But if anyone can do it

Thomas can

Timmy the tortoise shell
Lived a tortured hell
When he fell
And cracked his shell

As Timmy tortoise
Had a timid soul
That would spill
From the cracks
And stack in tow

But Timmy was a loner

Quick to ******
Closed the traps
Of deviants and attackers
With his snapper

Even happier
He'd turtle slap ya

But Tim's dapper days
Were done

He was a flapper in the ****
Of an overly populated pond

Technologicalcated and wrong

And it tinied t
Under its beams
Of ruining

Until he
Eventually

Was gone