Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

dream on my poppy
sucess and fame
corrupted u lame
numb to cryin
i was dyin
one last c_ance to dance

on your feet
as a little kid
i fell apart
a woman for art
torn sculpted
aborted

my sons suffered
no family around
at last
we can talk of past scars
my sons i loved
more today
before soul
was only prayer
layer after layer
uncover-discover---
now

i feel like i know exactly where you are coming from.

Has that William Carlos Williams feel. Well expressed. Happy 2011.

Love is the best drug there is says the seer.