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Nightmares in the daylight...

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There are times
when the sunset never comes
When the whimper of the fledgling
is a tear in my heart
When the call of responsibilities
is the trip
that sends me crashing
to the pavement

Life...
Is there a purpose
in its sadistic taunting of happiness?
Is there a window
where the sun really shines
the birds sing
and where there are promises
of whispered  love on the wind?

Or do I have to go to Fucking Kansas
to hope for a tornado
a witch
and a land of very short little people
that croak like frogs
     to frolicking music?
                                        
                   ...
                     ..
                       .
                      .
                      .                        

I will turn on the light now
cover my head
and look through the shadows of...my darkness
for a safe place
    to leave my heart


I’m clicking my ruby red slippers
three times
to   
    dis.appear



while you and the living

.succeed.

     .. in being able…

                             ..to breathe  …
                                                       .
                                                              .
...
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sjm1010's avatar
I know it wasn't but it was to me to that point. I have since read the rest of this poetry and I understand the direction it controls but, some times there is humor in misery.

You know I love ya women!!:hug: