Joy of Desolation

swingline

 

 

I woke up this morning

In the middle of the night

Saying to myself

"Such a dandy plight"

 

"Every thorn has it rose

Every brier patch it's hare

Every Monday morning has it's Shame

For the weekend it shares"

 

You can buy salvation

For a dolar a shot

During happy hour's redemption

So much so why then stop ?

 

All the glasses

Are lined up in a row

As for why they call them shots

I already know

 

Every thorn has it's rose

Every brier patch it's hare

Desolation is one after another

Until you just don't care

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: swingline (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 29th, 2017 04:44
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments8

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write.

  • swingline

    Thank you for reading Goldfinch60 .

  • Michael Edwards

    You can buy many things but not the things that matter - great write.

  • swingline

    Great wisdom Michael , thank you for reading .

  • orchidee

    A fine write.

    • swingline

      Thank you orchidee for reading .

    • WriteBeLight

      Great imagery swingline!

    • swingline

      Thank you WriteBeLight for reading .

    • Augustus

      Line em up bartender, I have a lot of hurt. Kudos.

      • swingline

        I guess you do . Thank you Agustus for reading



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