Jerry Wayne Lawrence

"Sleepers...The Sleepers, R After Me." I'm "Nights".

Sleepers...The Sleepers, Have Awakened. I've Awakened Them, Somehow.

"WOW!" Went The Whole Strip Club After My Ultimate Performance.

Chance? Natural Chance? No. I Cut A Deal With A Girl Daemon That Was Always Of My Approving Audience.

Intense: This Is What I Owe: I'm "A Accursed" On The Run From The Sleepers That Adore Me Most.

Toast Me, If U C Me @ My Best. I'm Not So Upset @ Where I'm @.

Upset, But Never That Upset. Rumours: "Am I Really.....The Queen Of The Sleepers?"

  • Author: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 20th, 2023 02:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: U Tell Me, Kind Audience: Choose Your Own Adventure Or Comic Book?
  • Category: Fantasy
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Jerry Wayne Lawrence, L. B. Mek.


  • L. B. Mek

    'Intense: This Is What I Owe:
    I'm "A Accursed" On The Run
    From The Sleepers That Adore Me Most.'
    comic book/fantasy or grim reality?
    sad to think
    how many female rappers
    make their start, in strip clubs
    and granted
    for they own it, proudly
    they strut
    ask for no pity party
    they grind and find a way out
    shine bright!
    but fck
    it's 2023, why is this 'a thing'
    to begin with...
    'Chance? Natural Chance? No. I Cut A Deal'
    is it cutting a deal, when poverty's
    double barrelled, reality
    is stuck in your face, from birth?
    and those eyes, start to linger
    on their hips after a certain age...
    its all so fck'd up
    (sorry if I took this somewhere
    far removed
    from your intended meaning, my friend
    you know how I get, forgive me
    I mean no disrespect)
    wonderfully insightful poetry, thanks for sharing

    • Jerry Wayne Lawrence

      Again, I'm Touched @ Having Inspired Such Incredible Response, My Friend. Stay Eazy, L.B.

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