A poem I wrote - and here is the poem itself if you\'d prefer to read:Chucking rainbows out the window, I can\'t remember\nSomething seemed astonishing\nBurnt the leaves the wind was gathering\nChucked our thoughts into plastic bags\nThat won\'t grow old for a thousand years\n\nSlept in frocks of valuable stock, Dinosaur is speaking\ndamaged goods and heavy breathing\nLeprosyhands held outand weepingDressed myself in kind fabric clip onsMy body moved independently in a stormHad to find polished time, stepped on a glass floor\nClapsed sensations drew me through\nNot the eye of a needle but the hole in a whore\nFlexed my atrophy muscles that flicked bits off\nTried to look like a King in stupidity and shorts\n\nHunted by amphibeaus hawks\nThat follow and sneeze and can walk through locks\nTried to eat my supper in a restaurent\nWas captured by the ministers debutant\nWhen I asked him for his name\nHe replied your crime was my game\nYou can find my label switched on by a typewriter\nHalf eaten regrets on ink possessed paper Ellyunfortunetly, Poems, Poetry, Reading