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Monsters
By Billy | January 20, 2010
I fell for the lie of a world where control
was something i held in my hand
i know i will die
if i give up my soul
and let things exist as they’re planned
i fell for the sparkling of choices
and chose to ignore what was coming
i swallowed the barking and voices
i choked hard but just kept on humming
if monsters and demons have ever existed
i know very well on who’s enlisted
and the company bell told thirteen times
the clang was so clear and ironically clean
when compared to the world who had so lost her sheen
where the new had been being now are sights not worth seeing
they are shabby
and cold
and crumbling
when the mudslide subsided
i’d been left divided
insane
and old
and mumbling
there’s a bottle of lightning
under your bed
and you’re thinking it might be
thunder instead
while the difference is real
you’re not going to feel
the difference
if you are dead
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