Through the Mist

Clowns

with beanies

hiding behind every

corner,

smoking cigars

and stalking

young grown

children

wandering foolishly

in perpetual

Night

of the

Mind.

 

“This is not a

crime scene!”

exclaimed the deputy,

“The true assailant is

still on the

loose!”

 

Purple mystery

Show Volcano lies

deep in the recesses of the

nonsensical

forgotten worlds

of brainiac

solitude.

 

Drink some tea,

it’ll all be

okay

in the morning.

 

But the dawn

never

comes!

scream some.

 

Behind the mist

will reveal

SOMEthing of

another world.

SOMEthing not

dreamt possible

SOMEthing

indescribable indeed –

 

The Book of Stones

can’t save you

now!

now….

now…

 

Hump and be

happy

for ignorance

Is bliss.

 

It is unfortunate

that in so many

the

Night

of the

Mind

perpetually exists

 

And all the

Queen of Swords

can do

is sit

and wait…

and wait…

and wait.

 

 

SJG 2017

 

Illustration by: Rich Gibbs

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