Down but Not OutA Poem by PeteTo different minds, the same world is a hell, and a heaven. - Ralph Waldo EmersonWith a pulsating anthem pilfering and pounding what's left of an aged, decayed brain. Worm-eaten and paranoid like a crooked line of cocaine. I might be an emotional genius but fear I'm logically insane. My elevator never seems to make it all the way to the top. It gets in close proximity to pearly gates but entangled in a precipitous drop. Standing on the edge of a cliff eight miles high. Why oh why? Hollering all the way down to a living Hell. On top of the world before I fell. Trying to clutch a plastic sky. Someone please catch my sallow, suffering soul ... ... before I die ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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Added on December 23, 2019 Last Updated on December 26, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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