That **** alice-door is too tiny Just enough to peep through One mere eyeball And espy the jolly life of dreams Yet barely enough for a hand to reach through let alone fingertips to taste …
Cruelty is…midday heart-brake too big Reality makes sure to stick it in *deep Its harsh voice stoking…stoking Gleeful gives the dreamer an artful kick
maybe moment has dawned to reduce that ambitious dream-reel perhaps too big…on the teasing life-wheel oh, drat! no biggie… may well just trash every heart’s desire let go of hope and let drown
no…forget it, Fate I shan’t, no. come….. come onnnnnnnnnnnn, then….! hey, come and drag me by my ****** heels with my face in the gutter!
(I am WAITING...)
S T, 15 August 2013
Life’s seems to be a test, at best...every way we look at it. Trying… And trying, too…!
(must find that ****** key…and flippin’ magic potion, if it even exists… lol)
not going down....despite consistent taunting of adversity... et al.