Shoot The LineA Poem by PoppyTaking Drugs
Hunker down Neanderthal - rattled
confines marauding tiger temper flared Scorched brown, paper bags filled with rage chase it all - defeated pain Arcane providence Lenin’s on the prowl Trailing vines " pitchers of wine ballistic missile target located - shoot the line Think you still walk a perpendicular path self satisfied lizard - you skulk organs speeding " abattoir bound Shapes of children moving souvenir bottle of lemonade death welcomes you " so why be afraid write it on your skin bleed it on the ground © 2012 Poppy |
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Added on August 5, 2012 Last Updated on August 5, 2012 AuthorPoppyUnited KingdomAboutLive in the UK in Cumbria, with my dogs, cats and sheep. I love to write and spend a lot of time trying to perfect my craft. more..Writing
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