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Could I Be Meowing Down The Wrong Wabbit Hole?

Poetry By: DLCannon

Tags: About, Lizzy

taken from my book, "Hotwired Thoughts"

Submitted:Aug 31, 2011    Reads: 5    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Could I Be Meowing Down The Wrong Wabbit Hole?


The thoughts in my mind are long over due

I'm in a trap with my said and dos

Barbed wire has been hanging my head on a fence

No such madness can be the greatest said trap

A dead mouse can gather no points of rain

Sprinkled with Mace in a sour due dripple

Rippling thru the tides of the times

Used to make nothing hesitate

Being still in motionlessness

Is gravely endangering the time being

That prickles the cheese holes on cheddar blocks

Manatees pierced my heart for the pomputaion

"Lost" is a word used too often

To describe everything in my life

I've dropped the ball

Head long in sedation

But forever tied up like raining "fruit"

I've staggered at the use of that word too

Could I belong to such a you?

You've put me in a trance of forgetfulness

Slaughtered my heart with your tone of voice

I shan't love you anymore

But I will

For my insides have not got their fill

I'm all for a new lady

Since you'll never be my baby

But forget that I remembered

And I'll be the loss of you


08-30-'11 #1

D. L. Cannon


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