Get the goggles ready my friends,
the mind boggling dead ends
and hidden grins
make the head spin
as the tail end of this treachery
tiptoes thru the trajectory of time
in drip drops of fine wine
and crumbling thought-crimes
and righteous Sages
aged with rage
that reprimand the wandering Mage
who wages unHoly war
against the blank page
of this torn Story....
The silent stage
upon which our Shame
Plays out
in bashful blues and blissful hues
of everything we seek to lose,
beneath the flesh,
beneath the glue...
I bequeath the Quest to you,
my friends,
no rest for the Blessed
when the message descends,
rendering the sender in shadowy Intent
that festers in blisters
that come to a head
when resistance Begins...
Copyright Charleen Johnston
7-31-20
BlissNinja 