:: DANCE OF A THOUSAND MONKEYS

If you delay my turning upside down

I’ll give you a thousand little monkeys.

Russet tiles fly askew

Nailing goblins engulf my dreams,

Alas! Why do you say so?

For it’s my duty to love and be loved.

Language is my mask for life ‘s a festival.

Bleak gloom in this fated room

Where my spirit roses to unreach the essence of being.

By Cris