"The world has moved, be quick enough to not miss it now,
so wake up your eyes and darling your smile" -Copeland

Monday, November 24, 2008

poem

another imitation of a poet 
"Caged Nightmare"

I felt it pulsing through my veins like a caged nightmare
and the rest of them were starving for more,
dragging themselves up from the muck
they believed themselves to be in,
high class and in the fashionable crowd
now they are satisfied,
whom do they owe this honor to
they wonder if the gods are that kind,
where do they go from here
now that they've reached their destiny,
where should they toss their baggage
that they have`each so graciously accepted,
where`can they get their fix of alcohol
now that they seem to be settled,
where can they go now that they
have stopped begging for more,
where`can they gather each other to begin
searching for ways to get out again,
maybe they will once again reach a destination
or for times' sake maybe not,
they have killed the satisfaction through the something
they thought they had found.