PICTURES

I see hem on mystic stage fret around like smokes
fluttering
scattered around by the wind.

From ember eyes soaked with the bloods from life's fruitless wars
from horrible yesterday
rom traumatic memories
and from fears and panic.

Pictures,
I see hem in the cemetry,
Ghosts
I see hem in nightmares when I sleep and venture into the uknown.

I see hem on the artist's boards while he paints
scrawny, sad and shaddy

I see hem when i'm sad thoughtful and lonely
when I think about Love and deaths and misstakes
when I think about Mum and Danny
when I think about Gloria.

I see crystal clear your mind through your eyes when you lie.
When you smile and then your skeletons are agrieved
by terror and hatred and envy.

Then I look at my reflection on the mirror.
I am the only beautiful thing on earth.
I see zombies with ugly faces in handsome masks

Pictures!