Saturday, March 25, 2006

Ode To A Nightmare

Rapist of dreams
You twist my wrist
Into roses that sparkle
You take my deepest innocence
And sell it to me in a window
You torture my lovedones
And make me watch
Unable to scream
Unable to move
Unable to close my eyes

You make me something I’m not
You make me a mouse
When I am a cat
You make me a worm
When I’m a bird
You turn my own imagination on me
You mine in deep caves
I cannot track

G. Flores

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous12:16 PM

    wow that is a beautiful ode :D