Nothing Much

 

"I know nothing!"

 

Spewed the indigent

Groping for more

Finding less

Grasping to see

Hoping to bless

You pray he will stop

This mindless confess

“Oh my God! Did he just spit on her dress!”

 

"I know nothing!"

 

He cries once again

More drunken gibberish

Now rolls off his chin

Have you gone somewhere else?

Can you not comprehend?

How quickly you step

Past this man

In descend

 

"I know nothing!”

 

Still he spews

So simple his words

So forever confused

There's no time to waste

On a life so debased

The light has turn green

You can now

Leave this place

 

Reviews

[Poeticpiers]

Somehow I attract the weirdos too Tom But what harm is there in listening for a little while.