I awake confused and feel bizzare,
With fresh stitches and many o scar.
I look in the dirty and broken mirror,
My green skin and yellow eyes reflect fear.
What is this hideous experimental surgery ?
I am the doctor frankensteins emergency.
Who is this physically created monstrosity ?
I am a reanimated medical abnormality.
With gang green I am injected and infused,
My ? organs are transplanted and abused.
I am lightning storm volts short circuited,
My ? brain is sparking and berzerkuited.
The insane doctor frankenstein I must extinguish,
As no bride was made for myself to distinguish.
The township torches burn my castle of creation,
With fearfull pitchforks and screams of abomination.
D. Matthew Beebe
About Me
- mattbeebepoems
- Sometimes, I just need to go for a bicycle ride, on my Schwinn Cruiser, around the Loop Road, Rainclouds or Sunshine. And sometimes, when Lifes circumstances prevents me, I do it anyway, with Windy thoughts peddling circles in my mind. I am D.M. Beebe . . . Born July 07, 1967 in Seattle, Wa. Sprouted one hour away, due North East, in the fertile Tualco Valley. I didnt really ever go too far away from the Valley, as I didn’t need to. As Life in Tualco Valley, seems to have always intrigued me. As I pay attention to the Valley, I do notice the slight changes every day. Throughout the 4 Seasons, within the Valleys full Spectrum, Rainbow array. When I watch, and when I pay attention, I develop many reasons. To have many thoughts about Life, throughout my Lifes Seasons. So I think about Life, and about Nature, and Plants and Animals, and Humans. And how it unfolds, within my mind, and my thoughts, and my insights. And so I write Story Poems of my Lifes experiences, and of my observations. And so I go forth, to reveal my conclusions, of my slightly insane perceptions. Thank You for reading my Poems . . . D.M. Beebe
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