Voodoo Rain in Chicago

Magic
Each glistening drop
tinkers and shimmers

Falls
from each which way
mystically resembling that which glitters

Yes, the Voodoo comes down, even in Chicago

Black
gathers energy fast
and bewitches even the strongest

Star
burning in crimson fury
cascade down on us the longest

Even in Chicago, Yes, the Voodoo comes Down

poem by Gregory Pickett
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Logical Thoughts, Notions of an Idea

Thought is an animal with rage that's unmatched
fighting its way through a mind
biting its way from behind

Logic is the beast from an egg that had hatched
gnashing its teeth into something
bashing its feet for nothing

An idea is a drug for the helplessly stoned
making you high not knowing why
faking a lie and watching you die

A notion is a train ride to a far away home
finding its place and laying its waste
winding its taste into such sad disgrace

If this is all true.....

The animal with an idea is to be feared at all costs
and the beast with a notion naturally starts out to be lost

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poem by Gregory Pickett
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