I watched
I saw
I scratched
My balls
Nothing matters
Not really
Teeth chatters
What’s the deally
I’m ok
Are you
What d’you say
Me too.
I came
I went
I blame
Clark Kent
Superman
Yeah right
Not a fan
I bite
Watch out
Behind you
Don’t shout
We’ll find you.
It’s my way
No exceptions
No time to play
No deceptions
I’m not
Joking around
I got
A pound
Let’s smoke
Light a blunt
Don’t choke
Fucking cunt.
One more
That’s it
What for
Bullshit
I’m done
I’m through
I run
So run too
Get away
No stress
New day
Fuck the rest.
- Author: Jmcg ( Offline)
- Published: January 17th, 2017 03:38
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 40
Comments2
Thanks JMCG For a neat slender penned poem ~ which accurately complements its nihilistic message. Yours BRIAN.
Well written and expressed Great write
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