3 March 2013
Wishes in dishes may taste so delicious
When reality pies don't digest.
My stomach was pumping, adrenaline dumping
On things that my eyes did suggest.
My heart hates what's needed, but later conceded to let it all go down the drain.
When logic just didn't fit, my head told me hike it.
My heart it was beaten by my brain.
Opuss № I