I read the front-page news of my bad health
when seizure captured headlines big and bold.
A tiger in the woods stole all my wealth
and left me penniless, alone and cold.
When seizure captured headlines big and bold,
it told tales I will never want to read,
and left me penniless, alone and cold.
I hate its great and horrifying deed.
It told tales I will never want to read
with details of my dark unconsciousness.
I hate its great and horrifying deed,
with chaos of abilities a mess.
With details of my dark unconsciousness
I have to live alongside mystery.
With chaos of abilities a mess
I leave awhile, become an absentee.
A tiger in the woods stole all my wealth.
I read the front-page news of my bad health.
May 21, 2012 at 4:21 pm
Love this, Maggie. I’m glad too, that you used that other type of ending because I was confused by the directions. Ha ha…nothing new. Love the picture too!