Pheesha

Pheesha

A Poem by Jacky Bones

Go die tonight.

Is all I can mutter.

Just so I,

Can feel a little better.

Now that I'm back.

I'm mightier, or just alone.

It's pitch black.

On your own.

The dance floor,

Is a court room.

Three on one.

Seems fare to me.

Speak in unity.

I won,

At losing.

Hey its what I do best.

Getting dressed.

Time will tell.

Or miss spell.

All correct.

Call collect.

© 2008 Jacky Bones


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This is good! I like the fact that it's unclear whether you are better off or not. Seems to go both ways. I like that. It's real. I really liked the line: 'Now that I'm back I'm mightier, or just alone. It's pitch black on your own.' Good write!
:)

Posted 16 Years Ago


I like it. It's catchy :D GOOD JOB!!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on July 14, 2008

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Jacky Bones
Jacky Bones

Holloween Town, HI



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