Dinner Theater ( High-strung Hope )
By mikeygreenleaf
High strung hope
Neurotic little mess
While she's hanging from a rope
I'm staring up her dress
I watch her kill herself
Almost every single day
This show it turns her on
Knowing that I'll stay
I've never liked theatrics
But this play you have to see
Count down to self destruct
Then explode all over me
I'd simply cut her wires
To disarm my little pet
But the shrapnel feels so good
In fact it kind of gets me wet
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Copyright 2014 mikeygreenleaf
Published on Saturday, December 13, 2014.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
Nice piece, it's kinky and disturbing with a side of melancholy. I enjoyed this write
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A former member wrote:
You have officially become one my favorite poets just by reading this one poem.