Thursday, January 2, 2014

Wake up call

Sorry I'm not down like you
listen man
I've got better things to do
you're a longed faced cat
with a grinning frown
talking like you're a jester's clown
but time will tell
when deeds are done
and the talley is added
if you're sick or well
so your transmissions are jammed up
and your wires are crossed
the pictures are blurred on memory
turbulent currents of emotions
jumbled and tossed
toiled and turned
love is drawn from drunkard's potions
your eyes are glossed over
as anger's fires start to burn
the bells start ringing in your head
and decadently you rise from bed