Quatrain coroner

Headlights through the chilly fog, just around the bend
Multiplying Magic Beat Replicate, radically fractal zen
a bumpy road, a weeping willow through the window
My head space buzz

 

plummeting,
I was picked up...no Idea
where to- I asked,
but no one heard me.

 

A rubber twist wraps my wrist
Such a perfect fit
She left it for me, out of bliss
God, I'll always miss
Her Scent.



(sorry stalk, 5 lines, but I had to)

 

funny little polka dot hat
it covered her eyes
was always wearing it
yet she never cried.

 

Always hooded
brooding through
veins, I'm a city cell
deleted

 

Never, ever
be sorry
four poetry,
even if it hurts.

 

riding
on the wings
of
imagination

 

soaring
on the sings
of new gills...
sprouting Routes...

 

riding
through the sky
only to plummet
to the sea

 

L
O
L

 

Duh Pope,
Trickle Dick,
A Whisper left by opaque narwhal...
stunning jasper.

 

Magic fish
Soaring underwater
Finally plummets
To the sky

 

le foot, almost sounds like
her "Desired Constellation"
little ones,
I am why

 

blissful people,
walking down the street.
shaking hands as they greet.
just to say "Hello!"

 

And not just that, you can't stop there!
Them top hats dance! And Dontcha dare
look at the sun, eat lots of carrots
and have some fun! YEAH!

 

A little boy
Shops at distant gas stations
and random restaurants
Along the long highway

 

guru
where
are
you?

 

i'm the biggest tree
in the forest,
but one day
I will fall.

i'm the biggest tree
in the forest,
my death will feed
the earth for more.

 

creativity
what a waste
a pointless world in which
to speak with divine grace

 

ms. metaphor,
you leave me with such guilt.
sadly madam, i'm a bore.
but I love you. A red or pink quilt.