Treasure Island

Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)

Vertigo


Life is cruel, tipsy at best, drunk at most
Sleep to wake: wake to sleep
Which comes first the chicken or the egg?
Awake to sleep: sleep to wake
Conscious snaps during the daytime
Restless wings flap late at night
The Sun hides behind night dreams
Darkened skies submit the final beer tab
To wish this on no friend or foe
Hitchcock human psychological lab
Sinking feelings from head to toe
Down the bell tower, a heart ploughs
Latent acrophobia defeated by its foe
Love ends, the nun and bell arouse

February 23,2013
xx Copyright Leaking Pen 2013 xx

Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 04, 2013
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