I can't get no..

I can't get no..

A Poem by Jim W White

How to get satisfied?

Do I lie or lie down?

Wind my neck in some

And take what's coming..

 

How to make it real?

Do I fake it?

Forsake it, like the rest of 'em?

Take what's coming?

 

Always twiddling the thumbs,

Not watching the sky

Then it happens,

Fast as finger snaps.

 

That sour taste,

Feeling cold all the time;

Faceless and wasted

And going blind.

 

Spit your tongue out.

Save your words.

 

© 2008 Jim W White


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How to get satisfied? I guess if we knew we would be of more than slender means.

Welcome to the Cafe! I noticed the web-site and am guessing that you are master of more than the written word? Share, share!

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Jim W White
Jim W White

Ghettosville, UK, United Kingdom



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