Saturday, April 20, 2013

A Dream of Pyongyang


A Dream of Pyongyang

I Took a walk through old Pyongyang
a package tour, a secret sign
a party of surreal control
four hundred floors for me to climb

Consider, I was led by Kim
to forge a statement tall and slim
I made the point, he failed to see
but made the point right back at me

I sat by Leonard on a tram
and noticed when he tapped my hand
the beauty of his weaponry
the beauty of some prophecy