Long Train Coming

By Phalanx

Come to me softly as a back handed angel.
Look at me straight and touch me in hate.
I feel like god when you talk back.
Don't take you from me.
You don't know me the way I died, I puked, I choked.
Not the example, in the right minds eye.
Just a man, the worst.
No excuses, just the mangled fucked up guy
That didn't die when they told him to and

I'm your's if you'll have me.

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Copyright 2015 Phalanx
Published on Saturday, July 25, 2015.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

As if you gave a shit and took one.
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  • carlosjackal On Thursday, January 18, 2018, carlosjackal (2787)By person wrote:

    That ending was a firecracker of a surprise and the whole piece was a doozy of a write. Much deserved POTD.

  • A former member wrote: I've got to hand it to you, you infuse your poems with a beautifully unique wit. This is a good choice for Poem Of The Day. Rebs:).

  • dwells On Sunday, July 26, 2015, dwells (4177)By person wrote:

    Good one Phalanx and the stony silence can be the worst when even a ration of doo-doo is better than being hungry! Well-said - Dan

  • A former member wrote: Life will chew you up and spit you out if you are t careful ..... Great write man!!


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