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No smoking, It’s bad for business— Unless it’s beef or pork or something of the sort But in my booth, I bicker back and forth with peoples’ busted lips Puffing butts between impolite breaths; ****** Conversation pits brain upon Besieged brain, Neither knowing Quite what to say, and the words just keep on a-comin’ Oh, These fools’ flows flail desperately, And thusly fail to fulfill their purpose Such unintelligible folks spark my plight— Oh, I can read just fine, but I could use some light— I need a cigarette!
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 11:22 PM UTC
No Smoking!
No smoking, It’s bad for business— Unless it’s beef or pork or something of the sort But in my booth, I bicker back and forth with peoples’ busted lips Puffing butts between impolite breaths; ****** Conversation pits brain upon Besieged brain, Neither knowing Quite what to say, and the words just keep on a-comin’ Oh, These fools’ flows flail desperately, And thusly fail to fulfill their purpose Such unintelligible folks spark my plight— Oh, I can read just fine, but I could use some light— I need a cigarette!
derbyinthegreen
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 11:22 PM UTC
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