The Spoiled Cheese Ball We Can't Even Become

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

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

The Spoiled Cheese Ball We Can't Even Become


As the dust bites my monstrous head off

I bow to the death that I can't escape from

When the lowly walks of life clutter the world

I spin webs around them

__and eat them all up

Most of nothing of what I have said

Ever gets close to meaning anything

And words fall out of my head

Dripping wet are my thoughts

Not even beating is my heart

And whatever happens to me

I know I will be overslept

Rushing thru a fog bank

Stuck in a lake where I sank

Thee unknown whereabouts of my ideas

Has allured my soul

My well being has gone to shit

And words to explain

__have all left my head

If I stay behind and rust

__I know I will get lost

Looking at an ass so big

Wanting to squeeze it in my hands

I crack at the near thought

__of never being with any one

____ever again

But as the river continues to bend

I know my love-life will never mend

And I will continue down my path

Of destruction and chaos

Until I am finally dead

Love has no hold on me

I will suffer my own way out of the living

And die before any one can be with me

The solid meat locker in France

__cancels the holiday dance

So there will never be any romance

And if you don't think it's funny enough

You were never required to laugh

So who gives a fuck?

When Honey Bunches Of Oats make you choke

You'll know what I mean when I say

"Nothing stays in a brain that leaks

Not when walking down a street

That leaves burgers without melted cheese"

I will fuck the world

When the world wants me to

And if they never do

I'll wish I stayed a virgin

And had not been teased with

__with a taste of a sex-life

____that just can't continue

When the muzzle that just feeds me

__all of the trash of life

____on life's terms

______I will wiggle like a worm

Dangling off a hook

When love doesn't feel good anymore

I'll stop falling in it

But that'll probably never happen

Will it?

I'm not willing to let you go

So I won't

I will crack up laughing

When you hurt me so

But life won't be completely miserable

Not everybody's love-life ever works out

So I will eat the flies

__that fall in my soup

They taste just as good

As you probably would

If I live to see you again

The distance you keep from me

Will never change

And I'll just microwave my brain

And eat my crunchy thoughts

Knowing you love me not

Thee emotions I feel

__when I hear a cow moo

____shows me what is real

Hysterical laughter will keep me company

All the rest of these days I'll be living

Even the compounded rust

__will all seem so funny to me



D. L. Cannon

Submitted: December 21, 2017

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