• Medicine, it took a while more then a years full of tides to echo out and hear it back.
    Twisted and unidentified by corkscrew obstacles bland in taste, but sexual in mind.
    While the mysteries of the black cat opera were staged with grace and sparkling forte.
    An Artistes though of problematic inspiration, holding colors not seen by day or night.
    And hunters of the Sky begin and correlate flight.
    I was the surgeon who lost too many lives, giving up and holding out for charity, only pennies were found.
    With tendency of one nickel did it be faltered to a time of space and unfamiliar crowns.
    Decades had passed, but the bombshells still took there victims well.
    Damning other countries patriots to hell, if they even had one, for the vacancy was all full.
    Then the devil started sending them back here again, no peace to his mind.
    Crushing lovers doves in fire and cold stones of war and murder.
    Chilling isn't it? TO think you may be left alone all winter's long.
    Rather be taken by moons full reflection going out, by rapid annual wedding kidnappers.
    Remember the play places in which you breath? The ones where Killers and rabbits play hide and go seek?
    Too bad it was misunderstanding that brought the bull back from its safe distance of inhumanity, not the robots reformed.
    They wouldn't be so willing to be blinded at all.
    Wrapped in a blanket, warped through the seem.
    Product placement to re-attachment of orphans to flower gazers on grassy plains.
    Don't look at the tarnish, its all just been a lie! Well now tell us!
    Do you know? You conflict with heaven itself!
    Slowly the boy turned and said,
    "If I ever knew heaven to stick a sight in my eye, gladly would I bring it to my attentive knowledge.
    But since there are no such things as you and I, I'll keep on dreaming for when I am actually, truly alive..."