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

taken from my book, "Beyond Free"



My mind cannot weeble wobble the right way

But I will boggle my brain

The soft tissues in my head

__that I thinkle with

Tickles me pink

Thee idea, alone

__that I can think

Does not quite make me blink

On the contrary, I am alone

Left by the world

__for being a pervert

But I don't mind

How can I care for others

When they don't care for me?

I left the world behind

To climb up inside my head

kicking my brain out

__for being too small

____and useless to me

Not to mention, "the world"

Now I admit, "people are not perfect"

But why they demand perfection from me

__is beyond me

Yet, I will run from them

__and die a deathly death

____up in my head

Board the world off

Where nobody can reach me

Because, let's face it

They're not going to

I refuse to fallow a world

__that does not fallow me

So people can go fuck themselves

I've got too many problems

__that I don't care to mention

____to waste all my time and energy

______trying to please ev'rybody

The clock that walks backwards in time

Will not let a world

__try to move it forward

People's history will repeat itself

Because people will never

__learn from their mistakes

The norm will just never change

Or else there would not be a "norm"


07-08-'21 #1

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: July 09, 2021

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