In The Abstract

In the abstract I adore all things odd,

                                 old, and fabulously tragic.

And somewhere in that fallacy, 

 

                    I met a handsome old man, around ninety-three.

He was as dark as ice, as cold as morning sand.

                       Strangely, He grabbed my hair, and kissed my hand.

        Softly, he then turned to me...

                                    and with a thunderous scream;

        shouted "let me out of this f*****g dream!"

Reviews

[Steven Pottle]

Wow- I love that twist at the end...really surprising and wakes you up from the beautiful dreaminess of the former lines...especially: "He was as dark as ice, as cold as morning sand" Fantastic.

[Poeticpiers]

Totally unexpected finale Made me stop in my tracksand think.Dreams usaully have some message from our unconscious mind if we can riddle out the meaning ivor

[N. Dolby]

This is really good. I don't know what it means but it's great.
To be honest I hope it has a meaning and that you never reveal it,
cos that would ruin it

Hope that made sense