What's New In Your World?

“What’s new in your world?” Says someone to another.

“You ask what’s new in my world? You ask what’s new in mine? 

The fairies and the dragons are all fighting again,

taking raindrops to the, raindrops to the sky.

That’s what’s new in my world. That’s what’s new in mine. 

I say, What’s new in your world?  I told you about mine.”

“You ask what’s new in my world?  You ask what’s new in mine? 

The mountains and the rivers are all loving again,

making all the waters, all the waters dry. 

That’s what’s new in my world. That’s what’s new in mine. 

So won’t you tell me why

the fairies and the dragons are all fighting again,

taking raindrops to the, raindrops to the sky?”

“Well, the fairies and the dragons are all fighting again,

taking raindrops to the, raindrops to the sky,

for the angels and the demons are all quaking again,

masking oceans from the, oceans from the sky. 

The fairies and the dragons are all fighting again, because

they hate to tanta…, hate to tantalize.  That’s why

the fairies and the dragons are all fighting again,

taking raindrops to the, raindrops to the sky. 

So won’t you tell me why

the mountains and the rivers are all loving again,

making all the waters, all the waters dry?”

“Well, The mountains and the rivers are all loving again,

making all the waters, all the waters dry,

for the flowers and the mercies are all singing again,

tasking surges to pass, surges to pass by. 

The mountains and the rivers are all loving again, because

they mate in Sambi…, mate in Sambitai. 

That’s why the mountains and the rivers are all loving again,

making all the waters, all the waters dry.”

“What’s new in your world?” Says someone to another.  “Nothing.  Nothing at all.”

MerryGoRound

You plague me

You steal my sleep

And hold me in deepest perfection

Then tear me apart

Like a used up glass

Like a fairytale in a minefield

And we go round and round and round

Like a damn merry-go-round

And I love too deeply

And you love too deeply

And we try to forget, but

Impossibility is too strong to confine

You consume    

My day my night

And bind me in passion’s emotion

Then leave me alone

Like an hour glass

Like an infant abandonment

And we go round and round and round

Like a damn merry-go-round

And I love too deeply

And you love too deeply

And we try to forget, but

Impossibility is too strong to confine

How am I supposed to walk a straight line now? After the spinning and emotional ring-around?  

It’s like a vulgar hangover that laughs in your face after too much to drink.  And we’re still spinning.

We go round and round and round and round

Like a damn merry-go-round

And I love too deeply

And you love too deeply

And we try to forget, but

Impossibility is too strong to confine