Sunday, November 27, 2011

Snow White...

The luxury of language,
describe what you see and feel
Is there any difference in the songbird's call;
because we don't understand the meaning
does that diminish the beauty,
does it make it any less real?
An acquired taste, like the ballet
don't waste a chance to see what takes,
if you don't learn from your mistakes
then you're trapped within a viscious cycle
The self-fulfilling prohecy, a never ending travesty
for it is all too easy, don't you see,
to fall into the same routine
Then life becomes a waking dream,
making nothing as it seems
until you wake from your slumber
or was it a spell some hag with an apple put you under?
10-05-10

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