Things were going fine that night,Then she walked into the room,
I think it's when i took that drink,
Of milk, what sealed my doom.

The curtains danced, our bodies glanced,The walls began to breathe,

A slow advance, a weird romance,Too see, but not believe.


But other eyes were in that place,I swear I saw them there,
Three other guys, a blurry face,
Believe me if you dare.

So, I ran into the shattered street,In fractured beads of light,
Up was down and left was right,So far out -- out of sight.

I waded, godlike, onto shore,The cloth of time unfurled,
But that's what happens, trippin' on ACID,
As "FRANKENSTEIN CONQUERS THE WORLD"!

(35mm Slitscan photographs from the classic 1966 film)
3 comments:
Bravo! Bravo! Encore!
And I'd always believed that I didn't understand poetry.
You needn't understand poetry, just submit to the power of the POET!!!
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