Sunday, April 5, 2009

REMEMBERING SEVEN WORDS


there was the time I dreamt

I was the great buddha

siting on the great wall

dressed up in drag

rhinestone eyes and red lips

drinking from a paper bag


it dam near choked me

so i got up and sang elvis

songs of love and hate

and all my imperfections

cues and billard balls

and all my perfect reflections


then someone woke me up

unlocking the honesty within

asking the question..why me

and not understanding my own psyche



buddha, rhinestones, paper, bag, perfect, choke, dress (7 words I could remember)



5 comments:

Linda Jacobs said...

I like this!

"then someone woke me up


unlocking the honesty within"

great line!

Jenn Jilks said...

That's it! Well done.
I didn't think I could remember any words, anyway, and went off on a tangent.

bethany said...

that is an excellent write! great poem. Thanks so much for sharing it.

Jeeves said...

Nice one here

Tria said...

I love the images here, especially the drag queen Buddha that bursts into Elvis songs!