Assuaging a mea culpa a fortnight before the gibbons end my last rodeo."The dark art of my analysis is all BS unless London Bridge is falling. E-I-E-I-O."
With conversations, with my friend Mad Hatter. It dawned on me that Alice wasn't coming back through the looking glass. She had been a figment of my imagination. I had left her in the inkwell alone with her past. Alone with the spore of my gothic quill.
Death is between the dust jacket and the words in my biography. The letters on the pages start falling to the floor scattering, with reckless...
Would you bring me flowers and cornets with a snifter of laughter would you swing with me on a rainbow listening to the winds would you count the autumn leaves and put them in a basket as if potpourri would you listen to my heart as I sing a song of bees and butterflies... would you
Gone are the paper mâché shadows that hung by my window. Now dust motes in heavy coats of memories. So long time ago in my sleep. Where dreams are made, sewn with bows. And my old stuffed socks with buttons became my best friends. Now the circle has closed with the collars of angels, where love has no end, but the phone still rings.
Steam still rising before it spoke on the bough a smile on its lips with alluring sedation a sedative for the dead to clear my head of the twisted nightingale with eyes of deceit in twilight's periodontitis
With echoes approaching my door the night getting darker evermore stealing my breath in this place seeking my death in its cheeks stirring slow beneath the shade shadows rising over my bed nothing chases the fear and dread flooding over it has spread laying eggs in the dead
Wearing the dark like a stocking of night tasting the broth in shadows of my hungering pen. Sloughing my aged skin with dermatological reflux. Stuck in the bowery drinking watered-down gin.
Gone are the fairies of my dreams as I gave myself to the piccolos. Each a melody as I listen to the wind instruments sing. From the voice of Bocephus, "Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound." Carrying my soul to jubilee.