Tripped Out, Bud

Crazy, dangerous

day - glow days

cardboard heaven

calls my name

Stranger 

in a worried land

made to measure

one box size

found the switch

then broke the bulb

Knowing,

all the same

crucify

the innocent

for

someone else's name

blame the few

who disregard

The Establishment

of the game

Footsteps in the

wind

my friend

A question ?

One or two

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ok well this one has me thinking. Is it about homlessness and street sleepers under cardboard or has it a more sinister application such as the use of drugs. Who knows but it has me thinking about a fast flowing freeverse poem!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Tripped out? Tripping and perhaps alcohol under cardboard!