Tuesday, 18 December 2012

Mirthless Mirth

As I wakefully walk through the wooded land
My eloquent earthman eyes observe
The devoted dreary darkness laugh,
The graceful green grass chuckle,
The wandering wicked wind giggle,
The tattered twisted trees cackle,
The ominous overlooking owl smirk,
The nebulous narcissistic night sky snicker,
The mad mirthful moon sneer,
And the shoddily slung stars snort,
Since subtly secretive sleep sniggers,
For it knows it will remain elusive forevermore.

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