Observe and Report

Observe and Report

A Poem by Caboj

 

Those big black eyes

On a large white frame

I read your insecurities

From toe to brow

And you

The spray on

Designer glass and screw

Surplus of metal filled holes

Supernatural strands

Around the clock chatter

You do give a f**k

And you

Flip back

Snap back

Little bit of beard grown

And you two

Beer in one hand

Fork in the other

Independent hipster narcissist

And the rest of you

Finding confidence in nothing

 

Bum bum bum bum

Puh tsk ka

Puh tsk ka

Ooo ooo ooo

Bvvt bvvt bvvt

 

Till the day my patience will die

Understanding shall cease command

Waiting and hoping knowing all is lost

Self-deprivation is content

Down you go, through stained teeth

Ground to the floor, you will remember midst your belief

What I see is what you get

Your wish is personal reprimand

Until I’m crippling in debt

You bet that’s my regret

Exercise your vote again

 

My eyes lay open

There is no comfort in silence

I watch the clock go round

No surprise this time

Might as well put myself out of my misery

My eyes close and I bring my knees to my chest

That’s when I start to feel it on my face

Please go to sleep, please go to sleep, please go to sleep

Why does anyone want to care

I don’t want these feelings but they LOVE me

I can’t keep them at bay

They destroy me and potentially you too

I don’t want to hurt you

I don’t want anything but to talk to you

That’s what kills me, not even worth that.

© 2015 Caboj


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This was a great read! I could feel the desperation and love. I wanted to reach out and give a hug lol. Anyway very nicely done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Caboj

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much:)

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