Vinegar Impulse

Vinegar Impulse

A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman
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Vinegar Impulse needs to be fed
Give me your drama,
Your blood shall be shed.
These lies intensify.
Your late night vinegar impulse.

I tried to tell you,
it went too far
you thought I was yours
A bright shining star.

When I heard the lies infect
The serum of truth I should inject
You say I owe you nothing but the truth
But when I asked for yours,
you remained aloof.

The vinegar impulse is taking hold
Never have you acted so bold
Your daring will have no end
Innocent peoples time you will spend

You will make them suffer,
You will make them blind
You will make them wonder
What lie you will tell tonight.

I will not feed this late night hunger
This craving,
your vinegar taste...
From now on,
Time on you, I will not waste.

For I read between the lines
The age old cleche' that binds us
Figures i would happen this way
I've been watching the dead time us.

Your late night vinegar cravings
Control you now, its too late.
You have seen it too the finish
This is your fate.

Your road is winding
Your craving is binding
Youre looking for the timing
When you should be finding.

Yourself.

© 2009 Thomas B. Buckman


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wow...very nice...i really liked the lines:

"You will make them suffer,
You will make them blind
You will make them wonder
What lie you will tell tonight"

and


"Your road is winding
Your craving is binding
Youre looking for the timing
When you should be finding.

Yourself."

something about them really makes me think...which is always a good thing...

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Thomas B. Buckman
Thomas B. Buckman

Osage Beach, MO



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My name is Thomas Buckman. I was a twenty year old unemployed poet... Now I'm a 21 year old member of the United States Army. "My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and .. more..

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A Poem by Thomas B. Buckman