dissoulution of dreams

[e_dog]

the last straw
did not break
the camel's back

it lodged in his spine
and grew
and grew
into

a theatre of pain
playin god with dice
like a doll with dirty hands
like a knife that calls you friend

the last man
standing
kissed the shoulder of the reaper
and laid his head onto the block
in time for dusk

the late show
was a great show
and everyone was freezing
and everyone was hot
and everyone got lost
inside his own web of destruction

the last nest
the last dime
the last time you said i have plenty
of reasons for digging a chance

a theatre of reasons
a nest of spine
a great lodge
the camel
freezing hot
and out of dice

[judih]

roll again, e-dog
want more

judih

[mousey1]

You make me think

That's good

Sometimes I try to avoid

Guess it's the ostrich in me

Thanks edog, another fine piece of poetry.

[e_dog]

thanx, it's good to know the produce of my misery has some seeming redeeming purpose.

(that will be my acceptance speech at the awards ceremoney.)