Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Beneath a Dark Sky

Madam Prozac

They call me Madam Prozac
All night outside my window
Cats shriek, fight, cry
Beneath a dark sky

I am the wallflower at the party
Sweet scent blossoming
I float on the outer circle
My perfume grows repellent

Like a kitten I curl into a ball
Sleep leads me into dreams
I hide beneath my dark veil
My memory of the sun is dimming
The sky grows greyer every day
No light is strong enough to shine through

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