With a shrug
She went and saw the medicine man
He made her see visions
Of Christ and Judas as one
She left her home soon after
And went mad in the streets
She let her infinity run wild
In the passions of love and ****
She takes a pill for
The fish tank blues
She sees the neon night
In different hues
She’s china in a bull shop
She saw the snake but had fear
So she couldn’t enter the garden
During an eclipse
She asked the world to dance
To enhance her lost memory
To take her back to a time
Of friends and innocence
The end of accidents
The mending of souls
If only the ancient theater
Did not have a backstage
Instead she sits Indian style
On the swirling carpet
Overshadowed by a roman candle-
Make magic before you enter the door