Wednesday, December 12, 2018

Surreal Poetry - Fool's Paradise

 Fool's Paradise

The hole became my sanity as you revealed your invisible conversations
High rise flats were decorated in lavish carpets from Glasgow
I downloaded my fake childhood memories on a new app
A taxi brought back cloud 9 spewing large amounts of gobbledygook
I wasn't interested in the magnitute of your echo

Plastic tupperware dodges the stern vibrations from an underachiever
My thoughts escape and become shredded as reality blurs
Chewing on an out of tune harpsichord we watch the brothel mix
On repeat you turn inside out and shriek until the outlook hits the roof
I've arrived in fools paradise and its only 2.38pm

by Sam Freek

Author: Sam Freek

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