As People Just Die

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

taken from my book, "Beyond Free"

As People Die


For this wretched dead world

"I have no respect"

Respect, for, they give me none

In thee doubt of thee hour

I stand in thee abyss

Nobody dares

To know what I mean

The people that keep dying

They don't matter to me

Thee honest mistakes I made

Made me want to laugh, as I made them

Leaving me starstruck, with anger

Anger, the way, nobody laughed with me

As I die here, in my right

To not be anybody

Who these fucked up people

Still want me to be

I will pluck my feathers

One by one

Until I am dead

'Cause death would be funner

Than not being intimate with any one

The sword to chop off my head though

Has yet to be called into existence

I'm not just too poor for a hooker

I've also got more blank pages

And then I'm starting another book


10-24-'21 #1

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: November 07, 2021

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