One Dreamer,Half a Dog and a Piece of Cloth

I

Somewhere the moon is laughing at me
while reason clouds my ability
somewhere a baby is bawling
while a horsecart spikes my airwave
the sweet minister has cheated
the queen was mistreated
but remorse isn't a royal trait
the worm of pride is a swell bait
doors don't always open to freedom
windows don't always close to safety
the dog jumped for the worm
his eyes shut firm
Now,
the canine condition is unknown
but they say t'was foretold

II
I've fallen into a machine
a rodent's on the system system
her fabric is torn
a fiefdom born
wait for your turn
feel her burn
those who lied,
came fat and died

The Sky is a Mirror

HE took her on a long ride,out of the city drones,into the obscures. The path was neat.Like a straight,black space clinically cut between the plush green hair of a huge monster. The white lines on it glowed,like they were welcoming his girl into the wilderness.The moon had a strange halo around it. Such a night would have been a broken record without the stars that winked at the mortals every now and then. the staunch black sky was studded with millions of these stars. He pulled over the middle of nowhere,a place that was lit solely by a very voyeuristic moon. He took his shirt off and gave it to his freezing sweetheart,rested his bare back on the hot bonnet and said to his love-"when will you ever love me?"