I'm feeling doom
Cure it with a boom
Cleaning up a room
If what matters
What happens
Catch the splatters
With napkins
Barrel down
Hunker around
See my feel like doom
Ice will melt for bloom
Don’t give up! Keep fighting and keep writing. Very profound and to the point.
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
It's a crappy poem about a dude blowing his brains out. It took me like two minutes to write. I was .. read moreIt's a crappy poem about a dude blowing his brains out. It took me like two minutes to write. I was drunk.
Keep busy. When you feel down, it doesn't help sitting around doing nothing at all. That gives you more thinking time. Pick yourself up and get moving. Thank you for sharing.
Chris
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
You know this was a poem about blowing my brains out right? Shotgun in the gullet. Hemingway special.. read moreYou know this was a poem about blowing my brains out right? Shotgun in the gullet. Hemingway special. You get it?
Like of every poem and sand and dirt and hand the moon dies in front of us poets for sunshine forever to the work and days of love a processing eyeball let it roll. Out in your stroll I like readings of poems and reading poems and your poems frankly, take the cake and make me happy that I can read all the new poets of the world God bless literature & technology and all the muses are alive & love
Oh hell yeah. The juxtaposition of phrases like "cure it with a boom"/"cleaning up a room", "catch the splatters"/"with napkins" is excellent. It's like an evil clown, colorful but malicious. Good stuff!