By lanna
Date: 2 April 2000

Disjointed Me

Hickory dickory dock,
I bought a gun
and shot the clock.
It was broken anyway.
I think it was slow.

Mary had a little lamb.
BUZZ BUZZ go the shears.
DING! Time's up.
Chops anyone?
Yeah, the lamb was cute,
but I was hungry.

Tick Tock, damn clock.
Thought you were done.
Clip, clop, a horse.
Oh, to be nestled in 
your strong arms,
the wind whipping 
through my hair
as we gallop madly across the country.

No sweeter scent 
than your sun-warmed skin
nestled beneath my cheek
as we lay on a checkered
blanket, littered with
half-eaten strawberries,
momentarily forgotten
as a need stronger than
hunger takes over.

No more relaxing sound
than that of your
steady heart beat
as you hold me through
a night riddled with horrifying
visions dancing in my head.

As I sit and reflect,
these disjointed thoughts
roam free in the abyss
of my mind;
mixed with all of the 
twisted nursery rhymes that aren't
quite like I remembered them 
are visions, thoughts, memories
of you.

You ease the confusion
the pain, the nightmares,
This alone might keep
me at your side until I die.

But LOVE alone will keep
me with you for eternity.

4/2/00