Thin mummified
trembling bent fingers
resembling razor
sharp raptor talons.
Grasp the burial shovel
with a fervent evil malice.
Reasoned breezes or
teasing chaotic tempests.
Dance on a marshmallow
in a clouded pink fantasy.
Sipping sweet tea with
a lemonade pouted grin.
My jello lunch reeks but a
Thorazine high greets me;
now painting the lawn in
a mixed shaded scheme.
Silver pleated brushes
of bleach blond hair.
Surfing into the fog as
my torch is now hushed.
My friend tried to commit
larceny of my frenzied soul.
I hear his cries for mercy
from the freshly dug grave;
behind the lofty asylum
by the tennis courts where
we loved to sit and watch the
staff relaxing and playing there.
I’m floating over the azure bay
driving a ’57 Chevy Nomad
waltzing into a riotous decade
whilst in a Prozac lunatic shuffle.
© Ken Allan Dronsfield
Excerpt from the book “The Cellaring”
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About the Author
Ken Allan Dronsfield is a published poet and author originally from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He loves thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night, and spending time with his cats Merlin and Willa.
He is the co-editor of the poetry anthology titled, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze available at Amazon.com. His published work can be found in reviews, journals, magazines and anthologies throughout the web and in print.
Visit Ken’s Author Page At: www.ctupublishinggroup.com/ken-allan-dronsfield.html
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