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!!!
ma
raise my hands
in the air....
just like you just
don't care....
or something like
that...
H.B.
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