Show Me How Emptiness Simmers
How can I ever laugh at you?
You were the beginning of all I've seen thus far
Served over a potato salad
Milked out of a cows tit
Just bathed in piss
Where ever you belong
Is in a home at the market
Whatever has happened
Is being tossed out of a bucket
Known to laugh
But not knowing much of it
If I ever knew what was wrong
I'd say I knew no hundred dollar bills
To save me from a purple pill
But I'd know just how easy it is
To survive over a blank four course meal
Forget that it's time to wash away
And everything will run
Further to get away
Than had before
The blade drops sometimes
But who knows thee end of a rhyme
Better than a nicotine fit?
Smoiling dirty shoes in the distance
Hangs like ruffled potato chips
Eaten by a deeper happening
On thee inside that's much closer
To a tomorrow on amplified wings
"Beginning to tell a whipped cream puff
From a grouchy belch"
Is like "taking batteries
Out of a punch bowl"
D. L. Cannon
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