Danger In The Making

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taken from my book, "Does It Bother You Much?"

Submitted: November 02, 2017

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Danger In The Making

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The rest of me doesn't know

__what a certain part of you isn't

So I will eat those chicken wings

__and fly like a pigeon

As marbles leak outta my head

__I will become lost in the den

As hours go by

I will know what is mine

But I will remember I don't need you

And love you just the same

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The madness in my soul

__will be the wrecked baggage

____that I will demand you to carry

And if you don't think you can

That will be the day

__I let go of your hand

And burry your corpse the best that I can

And then dig you up to have some fun

If you knew where my head has been

Would you still want to know

__what's on my mind?

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I can't get over you

You are lost deep inside me

If there was hope to let you go

I'd mend the behavior I display

But I know for a fact

__I'd still never get laid

I'd just have to take your body

After you have died for my loving

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And if you do not mind

I will make your cadaver mine

Until thee end of time

Slipping my hand inside

__your bag of potato chips

And munch on by

Collecting thee impossibilities

That I collect for a good time

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But as the years go by

__and I find myself on fire for you to be alive

Where I can feel warmth on your flesh

__and get a response

And any kind of motion

__that is not sickness

Kitchen knives leave my hands

As I grow to become a man

But knowing you will not support me

Is kind of making me crack up inside

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So where are we going

__in a world of just us two

____when we don't progress,

And only get worser?

Only fumbling away

__and not getting any better

Not healing, and moving forward

Maybe we don't belong with one another

But maybe we're not getting enough contact

Maybe we're not really connecting

__and the bells are just ringing constantly in our heads

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The spaceless sprockets

__corner off the swollen daggers in my mind

But the temple of sparkles hear us all out

Edging out into the distance

Whatever lime waters can twinkle

If thee unsound cat meows in my head

__drop me off at the corner

____of "Fuck You"

______and "Forget It"

If there ever is a note to hang onto

__when you squeeze me the way you do

How is it not gonna trap me in your life?

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11-01-'17 #2

D. L. Cannon


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