Linguistic Limbo
it goes under the stick or it gets the hose...

i didn't want it to go this way
wasn't sure it would be heard
this instant of a dissonant sway
held more than just a word
bountiful promises held out of reach
and this one single fragment gone
im just another starless Sneetch
cast to the distance beyond
i didn't plan for any of this
no blueprint no notes no agenda
it's not like it actually came true from a wish
it's either the hangover or the bender
i didn't see it pan out like this
the unexpected springs to mind
there could have been some things i missed
and things still left to find
i didn't sell my hopes and dreams
i didn't sell my soul
i puckered my crack and bent my back
and went straight under that fucking pole
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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