Drinking Visions

What kind of visions

Have you been drinking

Mobile mass hysteria

Or idle thinking


A word is a thought

Given vibration

Sung to the heart

Pitched to perfection


What kind of weapons

Will you be using

When shadowed past

Comes to be ruling


Who was the first

To break your heart

Did it ever mend or

Is it still apart


What kind of madness

Comes with beauty

Glinting towers or

Parental duties


The glistening coating

Poison leaves

As you guzzle it down and

Fall to your knees


What else could matter

As the world starts to fade

But, drinking visions

Of the wake that you made

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