head of the table - KhatA Poem by FaeryQueenI forgot my heart again, silly
me! ~ I played with mothers toys last
night and conjured a big parade! But the only parts missing were
their hearts and souls, and so, it appeared I made bodies that floated,
submerged were they in their chaotic charades. ~ Their eyes are two gorges of
milky blue saucers that never move. If you ask of them something,
who knows what they’ll do, I don’t, I’ve never asked of anything from anyone,
and so all my life, I’ve known them to be genuine human beings, and since there
was nobody around to tell me otherwise, I was none the wiser. We were none the wiser. ~ It happened when we were
sitting at a dinner, I noticed the first of the oddities: blank stares across
the table, I asked them what was wrong, no reply. What surprise! . How dare they fill my young
head with all their lies, they should be punished for all their crimes, heads
will burn, bodies will explode, and for what its worth, I shall not die!
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