Enter: Massacre.
Center Crumbling.
Mumbling, Things Humbling.
Something 2 Ignore.
Bore That Became Interesting.
Resting N A Rotting Nest.
Chest Full Of Gold Coins 2 Clean.
Mean Society.
Sobriety Tells Many A Lie.
Fly With Wings I Remember From A Crooked Comic Book.
Took Back 2 Times When So Much Mattered.
Shattered Appetite.
Light The Cig Or Use The Vape.
Tape The Hottest Babe On The Block.
Cock The Gun 2 Shoot The Clock.
Rock Thrown N2 Our Dirtiest Water.
Laughter.
- Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: April 11th, 2023 00:00
- Limit: 15 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Please Join, Any So Interested.
- Category: Surrealist
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