Ring a ring of roses; Fame.
Carve me a voice, taste my tongues speech
Through thunder bolts in liquid tone
Bleed me a rainbow; lick the salt from my
Wounds; kiss the stars with a stare.
Birth death, to give love a chance at life
Dance for a blind audience
So we can hear you step upon our eardrums
Fear is at the heart of loneliness.
Grow me a flower, let it yearn for the suns breath,
Alleviate struggle to reveal ease
Allow a child’s song fall into your grasp.
Throw plaster towards a shattered
Dream; for life does not exceed death.
“Ring a ring of roses, pocket full of poses, achoo achoo, we all fall down”