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wheeled out

Wheeled out of the closet

They fitted casters to my ball and heel
And wheeled me out
Like an exhibition
Did me ego
Trip
A museum piece
Dusted off with wonder
Revelation
angry dressing
as skin deep as foundation
as far out as the face I created
To hide behind
Wonder where you been
Did the latent heat
Make you simmer,
anxiousley
Stir your feet to eventually close
The closet light, burned the clothes
I don’t know
Where iv been.
Ive been to buy a new wardrobe
You got any more questions!?, …hey?
They say
It never goes
And away the throws
Of flailing
Hands
In camp gestures
Time to test your resilience
The curtains of the command
Demand your performance
Time for stage
Head frightfully light
On adrenaline
Forward march
From the closet

◄ Rude Paul

five O'clock shadow ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (5646)

Mon 18th Aug 2008 17:52

Go girl !!!
xxx

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