The Rhapsody of the Bohemian

The Rhapsody of the BohemianThe silhouette of myself shudders in the dark alley,Awakes the bohemian to his unconventional life,

Scaramouche?

Scaramouche?The fandango awaits me,Like a spurt of life into a restless soul,Is this just fantasy or the

REALITY of the

Real Thing?A gun against my head is theIllusion of my imagination.To feel the death of a poor boy who is

Easy come

Easy goLet myself fall into the depths of my delusion…..To then land on my feet with my pen and guitar,to write a subtle air,of a time when telling the differenceof what is

REAL
and

what is not.Is as simple as taking myself back to the placewhere it at all

BEGAN

The Rhapsody of the Bohemian

Zachary Piccolo

Launceston, Australia

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