Tuesday, 13 March 2012

woman

WOMAN 
A woman,
  special ,
vital ,
 just a body? 
A prize you found wandering in the loneliest place you ever knew
Listen , I heard  something. 
Then she came.
Smile at this woman when she glided into  life.
Greet her touches  tenderly, Dream her lost dreams
Play the records she once knew.
You'll wait for her word
and you'll wait in those lonely places
where you first found her.
You'll look around
and remember that place where you are now.
 Dopamine and Serotonin  , you'll do all for those drugs
elation and loss of appetite but you won't notice,
loss of dying , but you won't care
more compassionate , but you thought you were always that way,
her the assetive ace in her hand and yours.
You'll tell the Gestapo where your friends are, the secret squirrels of the underground.
You'll send Mother to the home for broken down records.
You'll become the Village Idiot of all Switzerland
but you won't care.
You'll destroy all countries in a blitzkreig of indifference
you'll be left with her alone in a Demi-Monde of zombies
but you know they were always that way.

 

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