The Peppermint Chew

I peel off the wrapper in a crowded room,
An insignificant act to most,
My steaming breath glazing the window,
Laced with a thousand vices.

They tend to tell me secrets I'm aware of,

I always lie and say I didn't know,

They never really stimulate my conscious,

But I stick around for the quiet.

Suck it and see because you'll never know otherwise,

What could have happened if we took it too far,

We've made this mistake before,

Yet here we are waiting to regret it all over again.

I don't suppose you saw it did you?

Because I always tend to miss the point,

Faster than the speed of right or wrong,

So a little hand wouldn't go amiss.

Have you ever gotten lost in a house of mirrors?

Or smoked a cigarette on the promenade?

Listened to a one sided argument?

Put together a jigsaw wearing a blindfold?

Who's place is it to say what crazy is,

I've never really seen any difference,
I swallow down my peppermint chew,

Expecting it to solve rather than disguise.

Babylon Bungalow

Where are they from, 

Another Babylon bungalow,

Dreams sprinkled over their hot and sour soup,

Bitter sweet potential amongst particles of carbon.

Where is he now,

Surfing on a tablespoon through a cosmic tunnel of love,

Locking lips with his candy cane mistress,

Whispering sweet nothings into the ear of a shadow.

Where is she now,

Winding through the veins of an imaginary friend,

Sipping her gin from a copper cup,

Wondering where the dimmer switch is.

Where are they now,

Hand in hand talking through prosthetic plans, 

Holding one another through a stifling snow storm,

Stuck together trying to find the corners.

Who were they meant to be,

The jesters or the jury,

Sprouting wings from their shoulders,

All for that numb rush.