cloudeightn'ahalf

by atti?

The mute met the cross

Wrapped in ivory corn husks,
Before dusk ran into the past
And met today's mangled bear trap.
The rats screamed, lost;
The Piper only smokes crack now.
Follow that tune, right into
Yesterdays velvet glory hole.

The llamas guard the sand castle;
Lucy's best friend coughs blood
As cloud 9 cries on African orphans.
Lock lips and touch the heavens,
They'll touch you back...
The bible got stuck in a vice,
Sipped his wine: tighter the better.

The poet tree's gut wrenching bark
Blooms envy evergreen,
Before it shits out a dollar.
Black collar rolls in the piss
Sipping yesteryears inspiration,
As white tops wear blue jeans
And dance in hollow faces.

Chaos fucked peace,
She thought it was lovely...
To be wed the next summer day,
But Adam ran off to be with the Eve.
Keep catching the angels spit
While looking up to find that
Bronze clouds silver lining.

We've all got cancer, eat up,
There's plenty to go around.

I've forgotten what it's like to
Touch the angst of the ground.
The Grinch stole this flight,
The last 12 steps to heaven
Haven't yet been replaced.

Caught between the evergreens
And a center piece of neon blush,
I'll wait for the past to come back...
All alone, here on cloud eightn'ahalf.