Damn. I Really Did It This Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "Pray For Solution"

Submitted: January 24, 2015

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Damn. I Really Did It This Time

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The solidarity of my fractured self

Is the newest wonder to mankind

I don't understand it, myself

When the shit hits the fan

All that I know are the dominations at hand

The ballpoint thoughts of my coming together

Is thee essence of my humility

That's been long overdue

When the cows eat cheese

__made from their own milk

Do they get sick?

Thee emotion rollercoasting

__thru-out a vast metal rail road

Always leaves me in panic attack

I can never stand the ride

I hate The Vortex, especially

And when I see no meaning

I don't care if sex won't really heal me

I just wanna fuck who I want

Lead me to a pasture

__of whores, laying in a field

Somewhere

Thru-out the world

All non talking nonsense

Is the smartest idea, ever to be envisioned

Whatever the Hell I think of myself

Or don't

Just leaves me stranded

__by a hooker on a stripper pole

____asking me for money

______to get our fuck on

But what surprises me the most

Is how I managed to automatically

__put a gun to her head

____and take her life

______almost like second nature

Sure

__she's dead now

____and I don't have to pay her

But what am I gonna do?

My world is over

Damn!

And I did this sober?

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01-23-'15

D. L. Cannon


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