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Bread And Wine

Poetry By: DLCannon
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taken from my book, "Taking Our Sweet Little Time"


Submitted:Dec 3, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Bread And Wine

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All I have

__is bread

____and wine

All I have

__is bread

____and wine

All I have

__is bread

____and wine

All I have

__is bread

____and wine

All I have

__is bread

____and wine

I could cook myself

But would you even eat me?

Of course you wouldn't!

Of course!

My skin is connected to my bones

I still think when I'm in Rome

I wouldn't do what the Romans do

I couldn't kill for a living

And hide behind a suit

I'm dumb!

I couldn't afford to dress up!

I'm just a poor boy

Just a poor boy

When the killers come after me

What do I have to stop them?

At lunch time

I hear my stomach growl

At lunch time

I feel my body starve

__for a very long while

I dreamed of having it all

When I was so young

__that I couldn't fathom

____thee impossibility

______with me being me

________still

__________in my future

I'm gone!

I'm fed up with the lies!

Hit me up when you realize

__my cock belongs in your mouth

Force myself to not see

That you are not here with me

You are off fucking the world

Charging as much as you can

I cannot come up with the loot

Oh

__when will it not cost anything

____to fuck you?

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12-03-'13 #1

D. L. Cannon





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