Into The Depth Of Loss

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

taken from my book, "Flavortism"

Submitted: August 15, 2018

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Submitted: August 15, 2018



Into The Depth Of Loss


Pissed off at all the vegetables

That are making me lay eggs

I tend to not see the problem

With the eggs it makes me lay

I don't understand the idea

But couldn't give a fuck

My soup souffle is wobbling

My brain is growing large

I have no right to bug you

I know we can't go far

Evidently we have to end


The noise in my head

Makes me wish I was dead

If I cannot come to grips with

The noise polluting my thoughts

I'd grab the meaning

__and shake it up

Shake it all to death

While you fly off the handle

And smack me across my face

While I weeble and I wobble

And I go completely insane

Hope you don't mind my madness


Eating all my popcorn

Will surely not get me high

But when I look into your eyes

I know you'll never be mine

I dig thru the dirt

Trying not to get my feelings hurt

As I land off my rocker

From a Hell of a fall

I become drained of all the laughter

From laughing at you all

As I begin to wonder

__"just what's so wrong with me, at all?"


08-15-'18 #2

D. L. Cannon

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