Thunders clash the sky
clouds ram the sun
teletubbies say goodbye...
When will the sun come out?
Tomorow?
Tomorow, there will be no darkness
the gods have wrapped me in a casket
the sick menagerie is full of despair
twisted mirrors contort men
disfigured clowns bring terror to children
the tents shake with explosions
then comes dead silence
slowly th eclouds part
the sun no longer brings the same glow
the children no longer dance to the same tune
Change is coming
Freedom is landing
New horizon, different setting
the heart begins to solidify
shrinking, compressing, becoming harder
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So is this your re-vise version?
ReplyDeletethis seems like it was a dream, a scary one with clowns and teletubbies.
ReplyDeleteCan you post another post that explains the symbolism in this... I can't quite figure it out. Its good though, very haunting.
ReplyDeleteThis is scary! But I can really feel the emotion.
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