Come
look inside my head
a cornucopia
ingredients of dreams
cold, crimson, vile
and black
musical sounds of
screams
Come
look inside my head
I'll heighten your
senses
sweet pheromones,
decay
makes you want to
vomit
shiver and start to
sway
Come
look inside my head
a premiers being held
an action packed
thriller
it cuts you to the
bone
focus on the killer
Come
look inside my head
how time does quickly
pass
lets try another night
'cuse this hocus pocus
is gone at morning's
light
Monchielle
Poem
Copyright
© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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