Blue Magpie27 May 2003
I have and here it is tweaked, I hope.
In Paraguay the peon raises,
in parallel his palms and praises,
the paramour that gives him light,
the paradigm that shifts his sight,
parading dream-like parenthesia
through parasoltic paramnesia.
The paranormal paralyses ---
saner souls live through disguises.
A fact storm in an empty mind;
and logorrhea saves the blind
informivorish parasites
devouring life in mega bites.
Did paratroopers paragliding
park your thinking in a siding,
for paralytic wills partaking,
of the fantasies theyâre making?
Apparently, reports a journal,
such apparitions are quite normal.
Within the mind where parallax is
there often follows parataxis.
Then paraphrasing parakeets
pronounce in parabolic tweets
like paragons gone paranoid
some parashah you must avoid.
A paraclete that lives in locks
might help you find, among these rocks,
some paradise in paradox;
some freedom from the ticking clocks,
and for your future, in a box,
some trousers and a pair of socks.