Toadstool Evil

When the dust settled the winds echoed                                                                   

Irked the face full of freckles                                                                                                     

I fell from grace like rose petals                                                                                                 

Could have sworn it was a dream                                                                                                   

I imagined it would've been more than this                                                                                 

I can't exactly say I'm surprised                                                                                       

I later came to the end of the road                                                                       

Abandoned the millstone                                                                                                 

At the edge of town no one was around                                                                           

I seen things I can't speak about 

Once I wasn't proud of who I am

It spoke volumes

I was getting powerful

Made up my very own rules

Prayed like a fool to the dying giant

Him, the fey

Kitten caught by the nape

Claimed stalemate, I'm kitten-innocent

Running from the fusillade

It was fun digging my grave

The years have passed

Like I turn over the page of a book

It's a new chapter

But I still repine all the time

I'm grappling with the simple fact

The high has kicked in, I'm sanguine

Keeping an eye on the important items

I'm not a killjoy like a bloody landlubber

I'm an indefatigable owl, in limbo

I'm irreplaceable

On my expedition

I tried my hardest to save the flotsam

Found my way back to dry land

Found the truth, a key in my pocket

There can be no other explanation for it

I'm positive, I'm mawkish

With each cycle of the moon

I'm desultory begging for clarity

I've been swept away with the waves

Caught on to the brainwave

Detested the nondescript scenery                                                                                           

I had to escape, couldn't miss the train                                                                   

The blow of the mouth organ                                                                                             

I was there on time, doing fine                                                                                 

Cleaned out my mind                                                                                                     

Cleaned out the chimeras                                                                                             

Back in my bedroom                                                                                             

Brooding                                                                                                                                           

I had an idea                                                                                                                   

Doing things I shouldn't.