The Glimmer Man
You were once the queen
The king
And all the players in between
You were the yes men
The yeomen
The north the south the east the west men
You wept for the worst you wept for the rest
The game
The game has changed you
Nothing new nothing new nothing new nothing fucking new
About this.
You are halfway gone
You are bitter despised forgotten and even you
Can’t keep check of all your petty lies
You want to go down you want go in
You want to go out and let it all end
It’s a never never land a netherworld a bottom line
That’s written in sand
Your voice is lost in the wind and no one is listening anymore
Anyway
The mirror crack’d after you
The pieces floating dead in someone else’s eyes
They see the jester the clown the journeyman
You’ve crossed that bridge
Into another town
Fourteen years ago
And even hope flew the coop
When it saw the hole inside
Your soul
Punch the clock laugh at the troubles
The grave awaits and the demons writhe
Will you pick a box or a bag
A vault a furnace a wall
In the end it’s all the same swag
Dilated and fixed
Would it get you through the night
Somebody else has to pull the plug
The trigger the lever the switch
Beg borrow or steal
The queen is dead
The yes men have gone
The glimmer man walks by
To light the darkening sky
And hum a forgotten song.
5 comments:
this feels like my life right now. and you describe it so eloquently.
ah thanks. then I think you and I are living very, very similar lives right now - despite the obvious differences!
Very dark, but well written.
What was the pandora's box (or what opened it)??
Daniel W.
ps- sorry I've been away so long, life gets in the way....
The Queen is dead?? Say it ain't so!
Denise, I can't find your email. Can you drop me a line??
Daniel aka 'centuryhouse' via yahoo.
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