Telling TimeA Poem by WooddawgHaul 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 |