Thursday, December 31, 2009

How about some post-op, S.O.C., free verse, rant like, words?




Map of the Scars





shoulder lean in


obscene when


not heard but headed


hard and on


the spot lights


hot writes


despite compromise


will not revise


decisions made


to make points


clear to none


known as one


who states


and grates


on nerve endings


of mine bending


to break it off in minds


yielding jewels


ink well tools


fodder for fools


old new schools


bold views rule


the minute or two


while in it don't you


blink to think


to sink solo


hung by your oh no


why me crap


this lie free rap


revealing the map


of the scars


of who we are


How about some post-op, S.O.C., free verse, rant like, words?
YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!…How about some post-op, S.O.C., free verse, rant like, words?
I believe the only way this reads right is fast.


I tried slowing it down and it just crapped right out..


so.....I am used to holding my breath, so ..yeh.. how 'bout it?
Sorry, I blinked both times I read it...


don't remember if I took a breath or not...


be merciful and let us breathe!!!





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raise my hands


in the air....


just like you just


don't care....


or something like


that...





H.B.

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