Ruins

Ruins

A Poem by DaVoid

And I am back to azerty. Half a wager that I will make mistakes more than I should take her. Bad habits in godless dresses. Those nuns only come over to sing some La vie en rose and Say Hi to my little friend. It's bed time. Tea will be send. Rend his stomach. The pig. Plundering my stash of ego powered reconciliation towering thunderbuildings catching fire on the hour. Andy war in the hole. Mouse detective looking for cheese and Corleone. Thank God for atheists! Fogging folly fooling only fools horses. Hooves on the pavement. Morse code. Ready, steady.. look back....lock and load. Put the nuclear missiles next to the Rembrandt. Masterpieces in the sand. From dust we came to dust we go. Beautiful cathedral now ruins the moons looks trough and for. Just one wall and the door.

© 2016 DaVoid


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DaVoid
DaVoid

Mechelen, Vlaams Brabant, Belgium



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