Rainbows of Strangeness


Perhaps
At the end of the rainbow
Gods lie 
Their slumbering breaths sending up puffs of cloud
Or 
Perhaps
Mortals lie
Their decrepit bodies 
Covered in small potatoes
Chipmunks frolicing through the skeletons
A world of amusement
In a sea of pain

ZoeBee

VT

19 years old

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  • 1893

    It was just a fluke that I happened to see

    The ghost of a girl in 1893

    I didn't think much of her, tried to ignore

    But then she came 'round in 1894

    A spirit was not something that I had wanted

  • Papercuts

    Did you know that, when you wrote me, I was made of papercuts

    That I was ink and glue and wax but mostly, I was papercuts

    Did you know that, when you read me, I am made of memories