Watching You Cook Her

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "Stuck On The 'If Only's"

Submitted: July 20, 2009

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Submitted: July 20, 2009



Watching You Cook Her


Dropping off from the top

Sliding that noisy slide

Seems like I'm sinking

Have I ran out of time?

I may have never meant it

That I can be part taken

So will cleanly be

Open and wild to catostraphy

I pin point at the world to laugh at

And if I'lm willing


Smacking the world in its face

Just to do The Potatoe Dance

Clumbsy westerners think they know

How to splatter

When ran over on the road

But I havein't taught them shit yet

If I ambitten with wips and chains

Wat kind of metoeror shower

Is gonna crumble on me?

Who's gonna cash my chips in for me

When I've won enough?

I won't be part of your desieze

I'll sniff you out

When I blow my nose

And my, I love it when

I'm dead again

'Cause that's where home is

This world is looking at me

Blank in thee eye

I always thought I was too sick

But hair down there

Is bubbling out of brades

And I think

Yes, I think

I think you could do a little better

Than cooking your dead lover

But don't mind me

I'm just watching


07-12-'09 #2

D. L. Cannon

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