Drowning

Drowning

A Poem by The Yashanowskii
"

Unspoken Snipe

"

How can you know what I mean, really?

How do you get what I'm saying?

You smile, nod,

Play that stupid song of yours

Again and again in your head

Start to finger the chords in air

Get tired of pretending to care

Start to talk about

Something else...

You float along, skip through the skies

Nothing seem to get you down

Jack and Jill fell down the hill

But you never broke your crown

You never got that prick behind your eyes

Felt the sudden sense

That you're drowning, drowning

Gonna drown...

© 2009 The Yashanowskii


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The Yashanowskii
The Yashanowskii

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There's nothing much really to say. Formerly the Gi, now The Yashanowskii A wanna be everything An achiever of nothing Just wanting to get some laughs along the way... more..

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