Telling Time

Telling Time

A Poem by Wooddawg

Haul out your
favorite picture frame.
Groundhog's day
picture stays the same.
Self medicated advice, so ill advised.
Shadowbox, regurgitate no replys.
Juggling exscuses, half truths
and plain old lies.
Loudest one in the silence
empty, alone, uncomfortable.
Trip over thoughts over thunk
I"m my own obstacle.
Worth disected, inspected
to the extreme, to the obscene.
Temper-ature's rising
"Pc Load letter, F**k's that even mean?"
Frustration forever,
worse becomes worser.
Irritations need sedations
"and f**k this f*****g mouse cursor!!!"
The bottles been disarmed
but not the damage it distilled.
Am I just reading for a role
I can never fullfill?
Time will tell....
Remember the hell...
Speak well..

© 2018 Wooddawg


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Added on March 13, 2018
Last Updated on March 13, 2018