11/9/2017
Hex to a Jinx
Their is a Side of You that I Knew. Not the Hole Time, but for a Long Time Now. Dare, and Dare to be Dared. Extreme and Excitement this Life. Quality, Speed, Haste and in the Long Run, Mute, Silent and Dumb. Freedom and How Long it will Last. Charm, Incantations and Hex to a Jinx. As You Sink and Descend for the Things You have Done. The Sissy or just Simply, a Craven Plays His Sitar Strings to Various Numbers. Now Your Neighbor is No Longer a Friend, but a Skeptic that Points to You as the Sinner of All Sins. You Spent Your Decade Beat, Bushed and with the Dead. Tired and Weary, but You Still Love. Strong this Hex to a Jinx. The Dance is Long, but One by One the Craven is Simplified to a Skeleton and a Collection of Bones in a Field or Yard. As the Strings of the Nations Anthem Sounds so Extreme. Even on a Sitar. Sin You are as You Go into Town for the Weekend or on a Night. R&R. Drunk on a Foreign Rums Drag...
M.J.S.
- Author: MJS (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 11th, 2017 23:15
- Comment from author about the poem: My Crazy Thoughts on Politics & Back Stabbings. Bad Luck & Getting Taken for a Ride. The Politician & the Soldier Man.
- Category: Fantasy
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