Poetry003

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Get away

There’s that pause with the song

Sometimes it feels hard to belong.

We are pussies and give up very quickly.

So where is Shannon Hoon now that

We need him.

Strongly medicated, hope those

I brought along with me

Can maintain.

“So I will cook all your books,

you can watch it instead

from the peace of your burning bed.”

Shouldn’t have used quotes

There, I made it my own and

I need some acid as if it were medicine,

Nearly got a ball tonight

I was bored,

With a bit of unwarranted

Luck there was no answer.

Acid is what I want anywho,

For the Ween show creeping

Up around the edges.

Take a breath a replacement

If the moment

Frozen in time,

Got a few hundred limes.

Done went lost my mind.

Only a waster time,

The heart is the tiger,

And saves the apologies.

Just refer to me as Cassidy,

And have fun with me while I’m around.

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Published on Saturday, February 26, 2011. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Poetry003"

On Wednesday, March 23, 2011, N3ll (11) wrote:

i don't know if i read this wrong or not but i felt hopeless reading it, hopeless and slightly amused. lie that kind of delirious feeling you get, the one where you might burst out laughing at a funeral even. k i'll stop rambling, point being, i liked it. -nell