Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
john-bPoems
Continental drifting of my minds prophetic states Dimensional overlaps overwhelming uncomfortable The truth unchanging, yours keeps floating away While I anchor mine firmly in the bay Docks crushed by waves New war is fun Get the lawn chairs Crack a cold one
0
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
This Alkaloid
Continental drifting of my minds prophetic states Dimensional overlaps overwhelming uncomfortable The truth unchanging, yours keeps floating away While I anchor mine firmly in the bay Docks crushed by waves New war is fun Get the lawn chairs Crack a cold one
Was this on the whole time? Wonder what's next?
john-b
Written by
john-b
28/M/American
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem