JUST HERE FOR THE RIDE

HIGH ON LIFE KNOWLEDGE, THE MUSIC OF LOVE LIEs TURNs YOUR HEART FROM ABOVE DIEs So the truth, is a whore in a knock off gown Still uncouth, your hitch leaves you with a frown Eternal, springs a leak Fidelity, ruptures long live the Queen of sneak The Joker conquers. Night turns, It churns, Bars of ugly notes, and off key strokes. We dread sleep, the nightmares it evokes The clown teases, “She doesn’t love you, love you anymore.” Never eases “Your lovers gone, without an encore” The air’s chilly C’est tout. Fini! LOVE LIED, AN ALARM WAS SET YOU SIGHED ON THE DAY WE MET? And now switch. Free verse, hop on. Turn the crank. POP! Can’t escape mental jail. POP! Can’t hear my silenced heart. POP! Can’t feel dried out tears. POP! Can’t see happy memories POP! Pop goes the easel! End of Free Verse, time you leave. back to poetic form at its core. the clown teases, “she doesn’t love you, love you, anymore!” hurt never eases! That is story love It says goodbye A free flying dove It is set in dye That is love You get back on the roller coaster That is love Hang on tight like bread in the toaster Armand Hamouth