Cliché

March 3, 2011
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For the purple elephant
there was only one choice
But as much as he tried
he could not hear the voice
The voice of God was gone
Suppressed by the voice of reason
He decided to abandon
The unobtainable goal
And take up sewing
The hearts of blind men
lead by the prophet Sheppard
doomed to die
He ate
and drank bloody water from a well
(Though it would clear on
sunny days)
But I would carry an umbrella
Just in case
Always be prepared
Maybe I’ll get a chance someday
But for now I’m stuck in this blizzard
with only my thoughts
to comfort me





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