Crazy Colours
By PJ Perry
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The fog surrounds me
The swirling drowns me
Yet I can breathe
Is this a dream?
That turns to steam
The whiteness seethes
It boils away
No longer spray
Supplanted black
No light can reach
To smite and bleach
Can darkness crack?
And yet it does
Red tidal flood
Deep crimson blood
Become a fuzz
And then I gaze
Red bubbled haze
What is this place?
That drips to blue
It seems untrue
And as my face
Begins to mellow
All turns to yellow
Green spikes blink
Till that's all I see
Driving me crazy
Rolls into pink
I am I in hell?
Or a padded cell!
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Poetry Shmoetry! ~ Various Poetry ~ by PJ Perry
PoesíaMy Mind, My Work, My Love, My Lust, My Dish, My Dirt, My Chalk, My Cheese, My Passion, My Pain, My Ass, Your Face!
