most of the words are falling gracefully onto my page
but in an order entirely of their own choosing
and everything i may have had to say
has been attributed to losing
losing what?
i asked,
perplexed;
i looked
but my query went unanswered,
no validation
they didn't know what to say
it was not available from the separation
vacuous riddles and bullshit rule
all but the loyalist will desert you
you can’t look surprised without opening your eyes
and what you don’t know,
won’t hurt you
up to your neck in a pool
of someone else’s shit
the same neck you stuck out
just to be a part of it
- just a part of the sum of the whole
to get here in the first place
- a fancy final fulfilling role
to get here in the worst space
- and step into your favourite role
being a part of the thirst chase
- tell yourself you have control
just another poorly nursed taste
About the Creator
Brenton F
It's just a token of my extreme - Frank Zappa
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I have an eBook, a collection of my favourite pieces
Comments (2)
Flows really nicely!
oh i like this! love the pace and emotion!