I'm an open book when I want to,
A closed one when I have to.
I'm a sleeper by day,
A wondering dreamer left astray.
I can be a lemon cake,
Or a little surprise and make the earth quake.
Your terrible nightmare come alive,
Where your trapped with the queen in her beehive.
A cursed pancake filled with batter,
Or a screen that can watch you shatter.
The mouse pad you use,
Trying my hardest to not be amused.
I can be the necklace or chain you wear,
A silver delicacy that we could share.
I can be the plug to your power master,
Trying to gain energy fast and faster.
I can be the Zeus to your world,
Encrusting even the tiniest of pearls.
I want to be the water to your bottle,
My life you'll take the throttle.
I can be the cover on your favorite book,
You know the story with the famous hook.
YOU ARE READING
The Welting Chess Board
Poesiejust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
