Friday, September 27, 2013

09-27-13 The Purple Superfly

On a warm summer's day
The Purple Superfly came along
And stung me on my tongue

Suddenly everything turned
Strangely beautiful evil
Inside down upside out

Nothing was as it had been
Everything was not what it ever was
Still time seemed to stand still

Those old emotions
Resurfacing from the cookie jar
Unlocked memories down deep

Watching wild colors
Swirl in a spinning kaliedoscope
Like Buddhas in the blue skies above




       

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