What a fucking joint screwed me up
I don't want to think that you always lie to me like that with impunity, your fucking sister
I have a headache that yes, she doesn't remember
Those speech problems I had that day and that smell of lost poverty still emanates
I don't know if I'm the only one who feels that everything is so bad,
the helplessness of being a witness to the eyes of God, but I've already said it alone or that's how it feels
Those desires to be in the other neighborhood looking for the story with you
and ask you, what were you doing while we lived dead all this time
I hope you're won over for all the work you did as a dude
and we, such idiots without bread, stood looking at each other
Maybe, we never had that unique spark that you invited with a smile
or with an anecdote and strange noises that drew the imagination in our mass as crappy kids from yesterday's childhood
Sometimes my chest flies out but I'm still alive
Maybe I have a gang of people
who Hang on to that rope so I don't drift off into the empty air
I don't know why if I'm good for nothing
I wish this served for something more than passing the time
I know it doesn't work the way everyone thinks
And I stopped screwing myself up
Getting sick makes me so angry
I'll have time to rest when the ship completely melts down
Not just the burnt-out coconut that sometimes flashes like a cotolengo
All the crazy people are now living loose out there
And the sane ones have become toads that only jump if there's a good date
My throat doesn't hurt from anger anymore; my grandmother didn't teach me that.
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Author:
Damaso (
Online) - Published: March 20th, 2025 17:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Dirty story without masks
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
A most interesting write. Well done.
Thank you so much, sir. I'm glad you liked it. Best regards.
Welcome to MPS 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you so much for the welcome. I hope I'm not being too annoying with my textual vomiting. Best regards.
You’re freedom of poetic expression allows for quite a range of articulation 😊🙏🏻🕊
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That is a very interesting write which needs to be read a few times, nicely expressed
I apologize a thousand times for my poor grammar, but I'd at least like to try. Thanks for the encouragement!
No it's not the grammer, it's you can interpret it in many ways, I enjoyed it
In that case I am very happy then. Thank you sir
You are very welcome
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