All Over The Place Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Art is in the casket.
Just look in the bread basket.
Is it a treat?
Is it something good to eat?
Can the eyes be deceived so easily.
Illusive as it can be.
Put your finger on it.
Maybe it's a quote, maybe it's a subtle short little note.
Memorized, hypnotic, klyptonic.
A thief so brazen, emboldened by your infatuation.
The given encore, as if it's due.
The debt being paid.
A bleached shade.
The memory taste erased.
With a gods given grace.
Knowing your place.
Up or down, turned completely around.
Dizzy on diving board ready to fall in.
Playing spin the bottle, whom did you kiss.
Is it something you'd rather have missed.
The waking dream, do they bring out the demons in me?
Or were they always there?
I know it's not polite to stare.
But when you see such beauty there turning away.
A snowflake under the microscope.
So perfectly shaped.
Connect by a frozen escape.
Is this the breath in which I take.