Awkwardnesses Committed Unknowingly By Archangels On Speed
My mind's eye, all in sepia
Sees strange things, so much creepier
Since all the colours faded
My day-dreams, all in monochrome
Lie strewn about the aerodrome
Where once the Spitfires raided
My fantasy, in puce and pink
Akin to those of Compulink,
Can scarcely walk unaided
My nightmares, stark in black and white
Begin to burst the banks of night
Where they been upbraided
My make-believe world is all blue
But what;'s the use of that to you?
I'm feeling rather jaded.
My inner eye sees in dark hues
Such as the waking mind eschews
Unless it's been invaded
My brain envisions darkest green
You won't believe the things I've seen
Chromatically degraded
Contributors: | Roland, Hamish, Apsley, dkb, fester, loaf. |
Poem finished: | 17th May 2000. |