SITTING HERE LOOKING OUT OF THE WINDOW ...
LOOKING OUT OF THE WINDOW THE BEDROOM SITS
WATCHING THE WINDOW WEAR THE BEDROOM FITS
A VISION IN A SPACE THAT IS ONLY VIEW-ABLE FROM THE ANGLE I SIT
TWO DIRECTIONS ON THE NORTH AND ONE ON THE SOUTH.
IF I MAKE ONE WRONG MOVE, THE BED WILL FLY OUT ,THE WINDOW WILL SHATTER AND OUT GOES THE BED FLYING OVER THE TOP OF THE HOUSE .
SO WEAR AM I SITTING ? \'\' CAN\'T IMAGINE THE WEST ..
I AM TROUBLED BY THE CAPACITY OF MENTAL SPACE BLOCKED BY THE DRESSERS AND THE MIRRORS, that WONT ALLOW ME TO MOVE OR LOOK AT MY REFLECTION...
\'\'AN INVISIBLE \'\'FACE\'\'
I AM ON THE OUTSIDE... AND IT IS FREEZING...
IF I CAN MOVE JUST A LITTLE ,INCH ON THE INSIDE THERE\'S HOPE ..THAT I MAY SEE SUMMER OR EVEN SMELL HER .
WHAT A BITCH SHE IS !
ALL THAT I HAVE DONE FOR HER ! I\'VE BEEN HER FASHION PUPPET ,WALKING, THE STREETS PRAISING HER FOR THE DAISIES , AND SHE DOESN\'T EVEN PAY THE ARCHITECT IN FULL.
I WILL WRITE HER UP AND LET HIM KNOW AS SOON AS I AM STABLE TO MOVE.
MAYBE A BLUE JAY.. OR A SPARROW OR SOME FAMILY RELATION WILL FLY BY TO GREEN ME.. ...
LIGHT AS THEY MAY BE ,BUT THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE, FORCED BY NATURE ,WILL LET ME KNOW I AM NOT ALONE.
I KNOW THAT THE EASTERN STARS, ARE NOT FAR AND THEY WILL PARADE ON YOUR LAND. WHY THE GAMBLE ?
WHEN I AM CHOSEN BY THE DESIGN IN A FORGOTTEN LANGUAGE THAT YOU CAN\'T UNDERSTAND!
THIS BED IS NOT AS COMFORTABLE AS IT USED TO BE.. AND MY BACK SIDE IS STIFFEN ~ BOREDOM~
THE WINDOW SHOWS LITTLE VAGUE, FINGER PRINTS, THAT POSSIBLY DIDN\'T MAKE IT..
BUT I\'M SURE OF IT !
MAYBE THE WIND WILL BE NOSY AND SHOW ME FAVOR WRITTEN IN BLACK AND WHITE SCROLLS SIGNED BY THE MOST HIGH .
PS: I AM STILL HERE MY BEAUTIFUL CREATURE.
LET IT FLY IN MY DIRECTION, FOR AT LEAST I CAN SMELL, AND FEEL THE DRIFT OF FREEDOM!
THIS ...IS ALL I ASK ! PLEASE FORGIVE MY QUESTION IT IS NOT A DEMAND, JUST, SIMPLY A HUMBLE REQUEST FROM A TORTURED SPIRIT
.. MENTALLY PARALYZE BY HER OTHER HALF ...
CAN U PLEASE TURN THE LIGHT BACK ON {?}
SHOW ME MERCY FOR ONE OF THESE GATES BRAKES LOOSE ...
....AND BY THE TIME YOU REACH THE SOUL
\'\' I PRAY \'\' -SHE\'S NOT HELL-BOUND
Shaku Writes
(Unknown Name)