I'm obsessed with the last word.The last word in a bookThe last word in a songThe last word Ina sentenceA poemA storyA jokeThe last word that someone has spoken to meMy best friend was knowMy secret love was youMy father was grassMy mother was freakMy brother was goodnightMy enemy was fellAnd me?Star.
{lungs}I can never tell with youMeanings and wordsJumbled confusedLie truth lieCovering and uncoveringStrange and irrelevantEvery utterance that falls from your lipCarefully penned in your mindMeticulous and oddJumbledLie truth lieDeceiving wordsWords words words wordsToo many of themSwirling like smoke
Consulting summer's clock,But half the hours remain.I ascertain it with a shock --I shall not look again.The second half of joyIs shorter than the first.The truth I do not dare to knowI muffle with a jest.
Oh Sumptuous momentSlower goThat I may gloat on thee --'Twill never be the same to starveNow I abundance see --Which was to famish, then or now --The difference of DayAsk him unto the Gallows led --With morning in the sky --
Behold, as goblins dark of mienAnd portly tyrants dyed with crimeChange, in the transformation scene,At Christmas, in the pantomime,Instanter, at the prompter's cough,The fairy bonnets them, and theyThrow their abhorred carbuncles offAnd blossom like the flowers in May.— So mankind, to angelic eyes,So, through the scenes of life below,In life's ironical disguise,A travesty of man, ye go:But fear not: ere the curtain fall,Death in the transformation sceneSteps forward from her pedestal,Apparent, as the fairy Queen;