Version3point0431A Poem by eli mercuree rueTo the lazy f***s of Reasontown, Version3pointoh4threewon I’m zooming in on this time And place to capitulate Everything that was pushed a little To far right brain side. So the story of the red ball goes Really differently than the one about the blue But that really has nothing to do with Your side of town so I digress. About those chains of deceit, I kind of want them back. You see, The baby that was found at the bottom Of the river really was a baby. And the 6ix inch breathing tube stuck In the side of her neck really Was a breathing tube. And the blood Trapped inside of it really was blood. And her murder really was done by me. Not that her and the baby were one but It was worth telling because that Is where this thing? is actually going. I thought my plans would Be a little more than diverted Once I submitted them on paper but they weren’t. I’m pretty sure they were washed away. But that’s ok. My deed was already done before I placed my order. Stuck between two crevices, it was hard to find. Every line is random just like every regurgitation of intake, except none of it is a mistake because then it would be perfect and I am not perfect because I am what was, is, and will be.
© 2008 eli mercuree rueAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 19, 2008 Last Updated on April 7, 2008 Authoreli mercuree rueDurham, NCAboutcreating a s p a c e where the meaning of words evolve with your consciousness more..Writing
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