nothing is really what it seems
when playing in the court of queens
red drips down from up above
lands on ground covered in blood~~~
illusions sprout like purple weeds
delusions blind all seeing
tendrils of waving scorpion legs
issuing forth like furtive seeds~~~
deep deep they fall
entwined in rich black loam
sprouting flowers of dark red hue
stamens at heart entwined~~~
nothig is what it really seems
playing in the court of queens
floating on a a sea of blood
crashing ‘gainst the torn and bloody shore~~~
legs and arms go swirling by
caught up in the winds of chance
where kings and princes do their dance
stately bowing harlequin pants~~~
delusionary it all be when playing in the court of queens~~~
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This is dark and compelling ♥♥ Love it!
thank you dear Manic