Colors of a Drawing Room
Hidden Thoughts and A Ceremony for a Thought
Hidden Thought 1. She came back from here to there, and back
from where she had been in her lonely pier glass mirror software.
Gas lamp for a tiny pinky thought - the pieces of his image around
her moved her head painfully - sound of a mezzo-soprano castrato -
nocturnal vision of a skeleton - hands long and bony -
a red thought turns to green and a green turns to red - a heavy black
suit and a Roman collar. And a mask.
Hidden Thought 2. She looked at me - oh! she knew she was
trapped, helpless, with no companion except of a new blue terror now -
but I was there for her - no cadence or rhythm in what she stood here -
light footsteps on the screen- a lovely little hermit - a fine chance -
my thought crept into her mind...
Hidden Thought 3. Oh! What a brilliant idea! - the birds, the birds
of a drawing room! - yes, she found a new colorful sky - a pollyphallus-
and her beautiful swan bed was a huge misshappen monster.
Hidden Thought 4. Hidden thought better! Control to the Kopf!
The Big Kopf...
Ceremony for a 5th Thought. A dance! With a doc maybe!
Or with these wild dogs down on the street! Or with the infamous
Kopf! The One and Only True Master Kopf! Mmm...
Hidden Thought 6. A palm! A psalm! And...
She looked at her screen - her eyes had been affected by the drug
of course. And the records of her family - the ancestors who had died
before her birth.
C V Sigaret