Guillotine Dreams Memories of other times lost in shambling aging minds cold stark sharper than surgical steel razor sharp primed for the kill guillotine dreams fill my head like times sharp edge decapitating memories from my head a month a year something lost I held dear a face, some place, lost love and heart break child hood tales repeated in desperation to hold back the years shifting growing changing with out you knowing cut away with surgical skill cauterized scars unwilling to heal climbing the stairs year after year you face the fear guillotine dreams of sand slipping through your hands Time memories dark shrouded executioner cavorts and leers at you from some black corner of your brain pulls the lever flashing blade drops as you scream another piece of you is lost perhaps some unrealized dream or a fond memory of a past love taps gently playing in the mist for memories gone decapitated by time sadly not even missed ignorance is bliss as the headsman dumps gore filled basket dropped into the abyss and slowly rases times guillotine blade until finally when the last memory fades smiling beckoning you to your cold lonely grave
