and of deeds and thoughts unspoken
or even imaginary schemes
not even the faintest finest fastest token
is really what it is, it seems
and even if you think i’m joking
you’ll know when you hear my screams
even though SOME of them are broken
they are still MY fucking dreams
i have sent my thoughts into our nights
projected on so many different beams
i can feel the glow from all the lights
dressed in a thousand silver streams
beholden and bedazzled by sights
that have never ever before, been seen
even though some of them hold ALL the frights
they are still MY fucking dreams
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
Comments (2)
I agree with Kendal below, angry rock songs, so right. Your poems are truly honest, I must say.
Have you ever listened to early new wave or post-punk music? This is very much like listening to PIL or anything on Rough Grade (up to the early 80s). Well done!