‘Twas you … againA Poem by Phill Oz O'feeJust a fictional theme … wondering through my head!'Twas you … again T’weren’t the scruffy old tom cat Screaming at its own reflection In the stagnate garden fishpond Kept me from gettin’ any sleep
‘Twas you … again
The stale peanut buttered bread ‘N greasy bacon straddled topping Ain’t the source of my gut bubblin’ In the way it has been just lately
‘Twas you … again
Skull’s a busting from pain rumbling Causing one huge soreness in my head Like lightening smashing stones apart ‘N only entity I can point my finger too
‘Twas you … again
My piston blood’s a pumpin’ so fast It’s like every vein is gonna explode The pulsing just painful in my chest This happenin’ to a throbbing heart
‘Twas you … again
Susceptible sinew of my very persona Has been infected by happenstances As I undergo a steady creepin’ over me For strange symptoms can only mean
‘Twas you … again
The solitary treatment I believe will aid Lovesickness epidemically befalling me 'Tis to intravenously transfuse your juices Into unfilled consciousness and psyche
‘Till you … again … renews me
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8 Reviews Added on June 17, 2018 Last Updated on June 17, 2018 AuthorPhill Oz O'feeWinchester, Hampshire, England, United KingdomAboutI am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death. Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by s.. more..Writing
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