The Stalker
04/01/18 06:08
The Stalker
Paradise is just around the corner
stalking me like an FBI agent,
taunting me like a demonic clown,
strangling my thoughts,
merely along for the roller coaster ride.
Stretched to the treetops,
never sanctioning the light,
nor shining a sanguine adage,
smothering any bliss within,
slicing my rapture into petite pieces.
Dennis Wayne Bressack
Woodstock, New York
December 30, 2017
Paradise is just around the corner
stalking me like an FBI agent,
taunting me like a demonic clown,
strangling my thoughts,
merely along for the roller coaster ride.
Stretched to the treetops,
never sanctioning the light,
nor shining a sanguine adage,
smothering any bliss within,
slicing my rapture into petite pieces.
Dennis Wayne Bressack
Woodstock, New York
December 30, 2017