POETRY
Art from Threadneck clothing
In the first apartment I could call my own, I wrote gullible on the ceiling. I would tell visitors that it was written on the ceiling, and in fears of being gullible, they refused to look
Rabbiteer
Through the vines
and skyline sunrises
Called by dreams
and sweet reprises
I found the bottom
of the Rabbit hole
caught scraping the
bottom of the barrel
looking for a cake or bottle
to deposit my soul.
Cigarette stained walls
forgot how to lie
the things existing
the white squares had seen
during better times before.
Only the stupid try to forget
the good times not made yet.
Seen the bottom of my Rabbit hole
Only Glimpsed the top of my soul.
Hit in the face with a guitar
cat hiding far between cushions
button pushing notice scars
sometimes feel good.
Knife hits, hit home, Do It Again
Trip hard, hard fall, oh DXM.
and gullible is on the ceiling
nonsense is over filling.
..
…forgetting quickly.
how one feels sickly just fall so quickly.
You will land on your feet
taste tantalizing treats
another drummer beats
my own drum.
please allow your soul
discover the bottom
of your rabbit hole.
A.G. Balázs
A.G. Balázs is a Director, Producer, Actor, Video and Photographer, Screenwriter, Poet. Songwriter and Musician.