My dreams lit the fuse that ignited my brain <br />Causing my mind to explode into colors of death <br />Black with the undertones of a pale mortician <br />Drained of a vibrant reality, with copper pennies for eyes <br />I entered eternity with my lips stitched shut <br />Who knew that this was to be my fate? <br />My last date, my last breath, my last taste <br />Of bacon and eggs, toast and jam, forgive me Lord <br />I am what I am <br /> <br />2010 © T.S.<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scrambled-3/
