Airtime Is ShortA Poem by Tricia Pattinson
Airtime Is Short
by Tricia Pattinson Gag my tongue With tasty garbage Drain my guts For better silence Hold me down Strap me in While you pour into my mind Your world view and lies My mind is all you need To turn the world Into a wasteland Prepared for your seed, so you believe But you will never complete Your plan is only of the air The power of water Comes from Earth and Heavens My guts will be replenished And my mind washed clean Rebirth guaranteed from the depths of firmaments There my love takes refuge in the deep © 2014 Tricia Pattinson |
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