Losers MentalityA Poem by K.C. Zbryksnowy thoughts on a hazy drive to work. enjoy.The specks of falling snow Seem to leave a film on my windshield As they melt and are smeared away By the sporadic movement of the wipers Sometimes it feels like the radio Can predict the oncoming events of the evening All you have to do is listen A lot of things work that way But the music, it seems to follow the Oncoming unnoticed emotions And this evening the songs are mellow Simple and calming The streets are vacant and silent Allowing me to sneak a smoke as I smoke My cigarette just enjoying the surroundings It’s a gambling mentality, I suppose, You just have to pick how your mind is running As you wander in the door As I pull into a closing gas station I decided that I was going to have to work That it was going to be the night from hell Because all the signs said otherwise Because I love being wrong Better than walking in all relaxed And thinking everything is going to be fine Just to be wrong anyway… I think it’s all about how you want to lose. 04/17/2013 01:03 am © 2013 K.C. ZbrykReviews
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Added on April 17, 2013Last Updated on April 17, 2013 AuthorK.C. Zbrykthat one with the lights, and buildings too!, COAboutHi I'm Kiefer. Not the actor, or any other strange kiefer titled product, I'm just an amateur writer working on some stories and spitting out the occasional poem. Everything that is posted here is.. more..Writing
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