Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Damn it is still National Poetry Month ??

Damn it is still National Poetry Month. ??
Here is some tripe I wrote.. think of it as a “Beat” poem.. it goes down easier that way.


Head over Heels
Hand over fist
Foot in Mouth
Hand to mouth
...death
DeRex

1 comment:

  1. Ok, shit-head, here's another p.o.s.

    Perfect Dream

    The woman dressed in black,
    Returned, again, today.
    She stole herself a kiss.
    Then wished herself away.

    Then came her destruction.
    I couldn't shut it out.
    I tried to tape my eyes closed,
    And lock away the doubt.

    But night came, oh, so quickly.
    And soon I wasn't real.
    And now the worms of her decay,
    Are the only things I feel.

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