Show Me How Emptiness Simmers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "This Never Happened Before"

Submitted: March 12, 2014

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Submitted: March 12, 2014



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"


03-10-'14 #2

D. L. Cannon

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