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Full Thoughtle

Poetry By: DLCannon

taken from my book, "My Head Is Swarming With Flies"

Submitted:Jun 13, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Full Thoughtle


I did not actually think

I thoughtered

Having no willingness left

To empty my own heart

All thee hostility

All thee anguish

I just want my feelings to stop

I am bound to be locked up

And where in God's Name

Would there be any one

To bail me out of my time?

I wait for the luxury of life

To come free

Though, I know it won't

Yet, to piss and moan

And grunt and groan

Will get me nowhere

So I will look over my thoughts

To find out where any brain cells of mine

__can be

____right now

Knowing I don't see any insight

Just makes me wanna jump on my bike

Strip away myself from the story

And be left alone

Eating some part of my

__non-existing mind

'Til the puke stains all remind me

__of home

I will get no call in prison

Somebody throw me a ho


06-10-'13 #1

D. L. Cannon


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