Jul 2013
in the foyer of midnight
bleeding into the lucid gallery of dreams,
a cluster of curious voyeurs
wait impatiently for the floodgates to open
they shuffle in the misty air
swirling through the room
dimly lit
like a theater in session
feasting the hungry eyes of patrons
with gore du jour
blood red drapes ascend
as my guests are seated
in the dark still of night
a staccato drum roll shatters the silence
signaling the intro to...
scene I
a recurring theme of
the one-eyed carpenter
hammering a nail into my coffin
tap...
tap...
tap...
"It won't be much longer now, sir pablo," he snaps
between gaps of rotting yellow teeth
"I'll save the best nails for the house-warming...."
what a charmer.....I muse....hugging my pillow tighter
scene II
a gang of my favorite seafood - giant king ***** -
is chasing me
down flatbush avenue in brooklyn;
they are brandishing broken bottles, bricks and machetes,
chanting, "payback is a biyaaatch.......payback is a biyaaatch!"
my peeps in the streets do nothing
to save me from the crustacean beat down;
they stop and stare and clown
as the killer ***** corner me downtown
in a cul-de-sac...
with *****-f$#k!n friends like that....I cuss...
huffing and puffing between the sheets
scene III
the fat nurse with a cataract in her left eye
bangs on the door to my small private room
in the psych ward at byberry
"It's time for your meds pablo.....make sure you're decent now....
I'm coming in...."
I'm curled up naked like a fetus
in the far corner
teeth, hands and feet shaking
under the nervous spells
of mania and parkinson's
she jams a long needle into my back
and fills me up with anti-psychotic cocktail
my crack for the week
she leaves and locks the door
I roll on the floor
it's moving
shaking up and down
there is a quake in my head
It's a 9
the bed's coming to get me
I'm losing my mind
there's a fat lady sitting on my spine
I can't move
she has a gun
stuck between my eyes
It's loaded
a 357 magnum
she has a cataract in hers
It's cocked
mine gets bigger
she pulls the trigger....
ringgggggggg!
my alarm goes off.....it's 6:00 am
I yawn.....stretch......roll out of bed
wiping the cold from my eye...
blood red drapes descend
~ the end ~
~ P
bleeding into the lucid gallery of dreams,
a cluster of curious voyeurs
wait impatiently for the floodgates to open
they shuffle in the misty air
swirling through the room
dimly lit
like a theater in session
feasting the hungry eyes of patrons
with gore du jour
blood red drapes ascend
as my guests are seated
in the dark still of night
a staccato drum roll shatters the silence
signaling the intro to...
scene I
a recurring theme of
the one-eyed carpenter
hammering a nail into my coffin
tap...
tap...
tap...
"It won't be much longer now, sir pablo," he snaps
between gaps of rotting yellow teeth
"I'll save the best nails for the house-warming...."
what a charmer.....I muse....hugging my pillow tighter
scene II
a gang of my favorite seafood - giant king ***** -
is chasing me
down flatbush avenue in brooklyn;
they are brandishing broken bottles, bricks and machetes,
chanting, "payback is a biyaaatch.......payback is a biyaaatch!"
my peeps in the streets do nothing
to save me from the crustacean beat down;
they stop and stare and clown
as the killer ***** corner me downtown
in a cul-de-sac...
with *****-f$#k!n friends like that....I cuss...
huffing and puffing between the sheets
scene III
the fat nurse with a cataract in her left eye
bangs on the door to my small private room
in the psych ward at byberry
"It's time for your meds pablo.....make sure you're decent now....
I'm coming in...."
I'm curled up naked like a fetus
in the far corner
teeth, hands and feet shaking
under the nervous spells
of mania and parkinson's
she jams a long needle into my back
and fills me up with anti-psychotic cocktail
my crack for the week
she leaves and locks the door
I roll on the floor
it's moving
shaking up and down
there is a quake in my head
It's a 9
the bed's coming to get me
I'm losing my mind
there's a fat lady sitting on my spine
I can't move
she has a gun
stuck between my eyes
It's loaded
a 357 magnum
she has a cataract in hers
It's cocked
mine gets bigger
she pulls the trigger....
ringgggggggg!
my alarm goes off.....it's 6:00 am
I yawn.....stretch......roll out of bed
wiping the cold from my eye...
blood red drapes descend
~ the end ~
~ P
