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Another Day, Another Accident

Poetry By: American Roulette


Submitted:Feb 20, 2012    Reads: 21    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

morning cigarette television distraction,

another day another accident,

12 to 12 feels like 18 to infinity,

the clock is wound around my conscious,

greenish yellow and a few minutes behind like me,

Today could be the best day of a strangers life,

marriage, love, money or triumph,

four choices with no definite answer,

pick or choose your will to prove yourself wrong,

willingly willing to destroy yourself for want

but for want of what?,

a half full life that becomes a routine?,

coffee, clock in, out then sit on the couch,

I'd rather live in ruins than be a part of this rerun,

play, rewind, pause and start over,

then one day its finally over.


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