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strawberry cough

the world is folding as always
this time faster than the last
my reaction time is off
vastly

I wonder how coffee tastes
on the other side

have to make right with my young dude
he's a good kid, �great worker
my guy beat him for two stacks
no mother fucking bueno bout it
now I have to rearrange occupied face
just when my hippie juju
was feelin so groovy

and it's all balance. We know it
but can never discuss it. Language
is an honest mans game
but the liars have gone viral

I know coffee tastes just the same
but it doesn't satisfy the deception
in me simply saying
that I feel better than I should

Written by lightbaron

Published 20th Nov 2013 | Edited 21st Nov 2013

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- Edited 14th May 2018 7:36pm

20th Nov 2013 5:45pm

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lightbaron

20th Nov 2013 7:27pm

well now that you mention it, I cant stop thinking on how to separate those first two thoughts...may just go ahead and take your semicolon advice...thank you very much on that thought

"Sometimes, a reader doesn't have to understand a poem to know that the person was trying to communicate something meaningful." I always hoped so, and goddamned if I aint happy you said it...seems like a ballsy stance to stand on its own, but the ideas behind this write might be recognized in that way on its best day...I am going through something meaningful but there are just not words to say it, yet that instinct to work it out on paper is equally if not more powerful.

prob confused myself... I thank you very much on your comments, gives me a vote of confidence as well as some things to think on...cheers!