Reptiles and Samurai inhabit my head, invading my dreams, sleeping in my bed.
They battle but they never die. They hear what I hear, watching through my eyes.
They don't like what they see.
Reptiles and Samurai are under my skin. They hide in my mind. They speak with my tongue. They run amok in my terrain.
They are not friends, but they are forced reluctantly to share my brain.
Reptiles have silly grins. Dark eyes--shiny teeth--some have fins!
Samurai, they smile never. Serious--pretty swords--very clever.
 dyejob · Mon Apr 07, 2008 @ 04:46am · 0 Comments |
