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 Jan 2017 Deep Thought
Traveler
These two old fellas
They knew all that
Scars and scandals
Fragile facts
All the years they go back

Veitnam, Cambodia
Hell they survived
On eastern drugs
So call them crazy
If you must
But these two fellas
 Don't give a ****

This guy did
Over fifteen years
In a constant madhouse
He became aware
Survival isn't easy
In the zoo of men
I held on
Most never can

Tell me about
Your lowest low
Have you ever misplaced
Your soul
Did they ever rip it out
Were you ever really whole
Living in these hells
It changes you you know
...
Traveler Tim
 Jan 2017 Deep Thought
Moonsocket
Compose yourself carefully

your reconstruction may replace a proper requiem

A clock reaches ******

notice the tenacity and accommodate its ticking

The reflection renders exhaustion

so much energy for a worlds acceptance

one pliable pause may replace this madness

anticipate something more than just existing

I've seen the faces after free will falters

how the sighs replace the seasons

hollow expression like a dime store display

Inside the minds

A parasite proves rational

This hysterical need for the perpetual head nod

Knowing a shake may shatter the shallow shambles you call solidarity
to-day I had an acute attack
of the dreaded writer's block
whereby no writing would
surge into my pen's dock
this very event came as
a tremendous quaking shock
it clobbered me with some
power packing knock

in a few days my block
might duly subside
which will allow
a free flow to ride
but until then you'll
not see my penning side
that will be somewhere
on a becalmed tide

I've jotted down this verse
to tell of my brick wall
that is not answering with
an overly positive call
on getting my mojo back
into the ink well's stall
there will be a grand canyon
opening of my mall
To be honest
I don't want to leave
but on my door
the eviction notice
ruins my peace.

You have nothing worthwhile to show
any extension is warranted.

Instead of making good use
you dug up all the excuse
flawlessly lame
in shifting the blame
not giving a penny to the thought
you contributed to the rot
if only by thinking selfishly
the cause was outside you
and the remedy beyond you.

In another two days
I'm shifting to a new home
and you bet
I won't change my trait.
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