Starve
I used to lop off heads of flowers
Curve balls for my bat sized fingers
Think of toys that I, mum could bring here
Sit alone and think here
I used to make Mum tea that she never liked
Ride a bike for money that she'd never take
Drive an engine that didn't break
Till I made a lethal mistake
Went on hikes and slid on my arse
Felt the pain to feel my arse
Took the time to paint half arsed
Even experienced being a grass
I had a laugh till it got serious
Then moved on like hurricane heather
Into nothing but medium slow air
Fell fatter and thinner in a chair
This pain still aches sometimes too much to bare
Yet I walk around without underware
Tills ring me up still almost everyday
Though I haven't worked for over half a decade
Yet here I am calling myself poet poo
Didn't I though?
So what of the crimes of the mind I do?
That haunt my dreams now but it's all find.
Doesn't it ache like teeth on a grate or maybe it's never too late.
Daily grinding is it time to retire?
Spire? Not me. People look at me differently.
Smiles quickly cool when luke warm only.
I dip in the pool.
Often though, I say No!
So the Gods are used to me.
Sometimes I bend and sometimes I flick.
Sometimes eating snot is the best part of it. Usually not.
Yet I'm growing tired off this side
This gunky icky world view is pride
But with a dark side.
So I walk over Rainbows and watch the clouds before they splinter and shatter for crying out loud. Why am I here? +tear?
Why am I still here after poking the skeleton bear.
I've even tired of shedding a tear. Insert again here.
Never mind I said no again. NO.
But the wing and the prayer blessed this rusting chain.
Then I woke up and straightened my mane.
Noones fault it just looked. Awesome. Irritating because it was itching.
Whats to blame for my evil comings.
But who wants to walk around lame.
So I found my inner cartoon.
Maybe I'm rain man. Maybe luna.
L-iving A-lmightys M-essage E-violet flame.
Love light
Father Mother God bless x
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Written on October 24, 2023
Submitted by heathert.34240 on October 24, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 2,075 |
Words | 418 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 51 |
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