…..Alice was just about to drink the magic potion when the telephone rang….hope it’s not the mad hatter once again….she bit her lower lip and immediately refrained…he said it turned him on….wading through the waves of fugitive thoughts when she reached the telephone it had stopped ringing…..the caller had hung up ….or given up….
“…please put your hands together for……” she found herself slowly walk up to the centre of the stage followed by the arc light….there were a thousand jet engines whirring inside her brains that threatened to explode the cranial fortress…..the psychedelic lights changed from lurid red to the shade of a dragon's blood....from pale gray to charcoal throwing giant shadows on the screen behind.......
".... Tonight the super trouper beams are gonna blind me
But I won't feel blue
Like I always do
'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you...."...did someone play that song ?
".....So I'll be there when you arrive
The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive
And when you take me in your arms
And hold me tight
I know it's gonna mean so much tonight...".....No one was there......no one will be there....why this thirst for life....why this thusness......? Why is it that everyone desired heaven but no one wanted to die.....?
He sat in his plush cabin surrounded by business tycoons....the same story etched in different language on each sycophant's face....the world was at his feet....she lay curled up much below the debris of success....humiliation....
Far away into the heart of emptiness a fly was trying to clean its heavy wings....trying to make one desperate attempt to take off....to feel the breeze beneath its wings...but where did it drop off its wings? The fairy godmother has changed her address..... The story of Cinderella was over nights ago.
“…please put your hands together for……” she found herself slowly walk up to the centre of the stage followed by the arc light….there were a thousand jet engines whirring inside her brains that threatened to explode the cranial fortress…..the psychedelic lights changed from lurid red to the shade of a dragon's blood....from pale gray to charcoal throwing giant shadows on the screen behind.......
".... Tonight the super trouper beams are gonna blind me
But I won't feel blue
Like I always do
'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you...."...did someone play that song ?
".....So I'll be there when you arrive
The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive
And when you take me in your arms
And hold me tight
I know it's gonna mean so much tonight...".....No one was there......no one will be there....why this thirst for life....why this thusness......? Why is it that everyone desired heaven but no one wanted to die.....?
He sat in his plush cabin surrounded by business tycoons....the same story etched in different language on each sycophant's face....the world was at his feet....she lay curled up much below the debris of success....humiliation....
Far away into the heart of emptiness a fly was trying to clean its heavy wings....trying to make one desperate attempt to take off....to feel the breeze beneath its wings...but where did it drop off its wings? The fairy godmother has changed her address..... The story of Cinderella was over nights ago.
Such a unique yet true line" Everyone desires heaven but no one wants to die...."...
ReplyDeleteI don't have words to praise your command over the language ma'am.... it's really a wonderful creation...