Blow it All Away

Moved from my old account: My favorite type of writing- visual, vocal, and mentally provoking. I hope you find it as intriguing to read as I did while writing it.

The SLAM of feet against the

[(DAM)n my mind]

Makes with its many walls.

 

This SHAM, the world is all a

SCAM the little children,

Dear,

And don’t forget just who

 

I AM the beastie.

The THING that doesn’t

DIE my master, DIE!

You worthless piece of

 

TRASHing my name, are we?

Spreading the

LIES,

breeding the

 

FLIES, blinding my eyes,

Making it impossible to

 

SEA breeze in my nose,

Carries stench of death and the

 

DECOMPOSED lives of small stature,

Letting all tethers fly.

Away into the forsaken air

Coming westward from over the treetops.

 

Blowing away my

sanity…