FOREIGN FLYPAPER by Phil WallingFOREIGN FLYPAPER
Trudging through the muck
It was there in a shovelling case
Finding future shock
Travelling through chaotic space
Trapped in the city freeze
Walls are frozen in its place
A fallen apathy
I never had my own true face
What pride was hit
From fright to bored
What guilt was ate
In harm and hate
Sentence Cesspool
Never Shattered
Friction Frenzy
Bridge Mortar
Fishing for the touch
Lunge and grasp the glory
Rusty garden latch
If he's dead then I am sorry.
Windows wanders, catch it as you can
Foreign invaders, try me, I'm not a flea
Simple forray, a fence all around you
Holding me back, I'm falling too
Tempest desire Angel skirting furtive dance
Lost and alone Gypsy jerking tragic trance
Nothing beside me
Leaving for home
Open your eyes to a brand new start
This is the start
Of a brand new beginning
You're tearing my heart
I'm (coming) falling apart
The future is hope
Give me my rope
We never will forget (cope)
In presence we hope
And hang them with rope
Give me my rope.... (sunshine)
When this is the start
Of a brand new day
I'm ripping my heart
And coming apart
Let us walk
Through fields of green and evergreens
We'll not be seen (Journey)
Holding hands
We'll hide in the branches of the trees
'FOREIGN FLYPAPER'
Who said that?
I heard a voice...
A speech so foreign as if by choice
'INSIPID LIES"
We run, we hide within the gloom
I melt inside a darkened room
I feel abadoned inside this womb (tomb)
I think I've met my very doom
to be continued.....?
02/18/2005 Author's Note: peace
Posted on 02/18/2005 Copyright © 2025 Phil Walling
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