THE CITY OF NONSENSE
THE SKY WAS PERFECT FOR WHEN THE UNFORGIVEN CAME
BLUE WITH A TOUCH OF CLOUDS RAIN ON THE HORIZON
HE CAME INTO THE TOWN OF NONSENSE WITH SUCH A DILBERT SENSE OF PURPOSE
HE STOOD IN THE MIDDLE OF NONSENSE WITH HANDS ON HIPS , SCRUTINIZING THE TOWN
THE THREE SISTER CHOIR COULD NOT SING THEIR LEAD VOICE WAS TAKEN BY DEATH AND LEFT HER OFF NOTE
THE CLOWN THAT WAS CYNICAL , TURNED SELF LOATHING AND CRIED TEARS OF BLOOD, AND SMEARED HIS RED LIPS UNTIL HE LOOKED LIKE A WORN OUT WHORE AND THEN HE PROCLAIMED DEATH UPON HIMSELF
WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT WE DO NOT KNOW
THE TOWN WAS LAYED IN MEANING AND CONTENT ----A DEAD END
CITY OF NO HISTORICAL MEANING
MURALS OD SHOWGIRLS AND ANIMAL TAMERS
OLD CLOCKS AND CROSSES WITH NEON SIGNS SELLING JESUS AND ELVIS
MUSICIANS LAYED WASTED FOR THE TASTE OF THE MODERN WHICH HAS NO TASTE AT ALL EXCEPT THE TASTE OF CORPORATE GREED
SELLING MAGIC IN NONSENSE
ITS AN ILLUSION LOVE IS SOLD IN THE HOUSE OF CARDS THAT EVENTUAL FALL
EVERYTHING WE ARE , OR CHOOSE TO BE IS NEVER WRITTEN LIKE THE POETS SAID
ITS STILL UNDETERMINED WE ARE WHAT WE WANT WHEN WE NEED TO BE
UNFORGIVEN ---CAME TO SUCH A TOWN AND LAID HIS HAT DOWN AND THE REST IS WRITTEN IN THE PAGES OF LIFE
CARRIE ANN KAWA 6/12/2010
About Me
- BLUEMONDAY
- las vegas, nevada, United States
- i am Carrie Ann Kawa , i am a poet, a writer, music lover, i enjoy intresting conversations, i love the words of others , i have a deep faith in something bigger then myself , i enjoy life instead of complaining about it , i look at the stars, have a wicked sence of humor and i know some where down the line i will be where i need to be for today is today. i walk where i have no place to go , i talk when there is nothing to say , i dream when i am awake . i am carrie and that is all i am ever going to be .
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