60 Seconds of Madness

Stoned
stood in the bathtub
head back
shower pulsing
rain drops glide over skin.
Eyes closed
counting to 60
for that deep clean.
Scenes before
dance in my mind
clocks
flying through the air
hands slowly
tick tock
tick tock
while above
the Mad Hatter stands
pouring rum
spitting over the rim
flooding the saucer
rum fountain
chortling
the man with the fat face
he gambles
while head back
darkened stain
slides across across the shadows
a taint unseen.
Time up
head under water
60 second done
what magic
what fun.
©Oct. 9/21
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If Only They Had Listened

Lost
vague shadows
moving
barely glimpsed
grey world
covered in dusted fog
no longer going forward
never going back
feet mired
tar like chains
wrapped
ankles tight
allowing 
no escape
no loosening of ties
keeping
bound to ground
to unholy unions
blessed by the devil
cradled with lust
by angry men
stupid women
yearning for self to be free
lost
sold 
one to the other
puppet
broken 
gleaming madness
selected talons
eyes shimmering 
hatred
deranged rage
hunting 
coming
pacing
screams renting
come upon
broken cadaver
sated succubus
really
they should have listened…..
(to us)
 
©Oct. 9/20
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