Sighcosis

By sIo

When it pains it's sores
With this rain it pours 
Double shots and floors 
Landing palms first and torn 

Somewhere underneath these drawers
Like cracked windows and doors
I've buried nothing but scores 
Unsettled and bored 

All the while indulged 

With not a thing but love

So sick and tired of bluffs 

It's all the same,   not enough

Someone tell me it's tough

And we'll decide on this luck

All things considered

All Is well that ends rough

Rhythmically speaking

I'm fucked. 
 

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Copyright 2012 Joanna Smith
Published on Friday, May 25, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • JadedJackArse On Wednesday, January 4, 2017, JadedJackArse (2)By person wrote:

    This gave me goosebumps! I can feel this on a molecular level! Very nice! I enjoy your rhythm and your word choices!

  • A former member wrote: That ending is very funny, right on the spot! :)

  • urbanhumility On Saturday, May 26, 2012, urbanhumility (1175)By person wrote:

    I like the flow... And choice of words..... Well done... Urban

  • OLd SouL On Friday, May 25, 2012, OLd SouL (734)By person wrote:

    perfect start and finish *hugs*

  • Devilish On Friday, May 25, 2012, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    Freaking sweeeeeet.. I love your ending . perfect miss. Scholar


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