#outs poems on Hello Poetry

Kee Aug 2015

lies.

you turn to me with an open hand
always expecting something to be given to you
but you never give back
do you deserve everything you have?
do you honestly work for it?
or do you smile and lie in peoples faces about your work
when it's really the slaves working in the unknown factory
you aren't ****

#lies #people #i #rich #back #follow #work #hand #given #outs

Barton D Smock Nov 2014

coda

in the valley
referred to
as the church
of aggressive
amnesiacs

a family
of pickpockets
gathers
for a group
picture

only to find
the single
use
camera

forgotten

and the boy
responsible

missing...

I’ll dream
(when I
die)
of all
the sleep
I didn’t

outside
of mother

get

#pulpit #penetralia #outs

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