Pity
when you're pretty
all the shit
you miss out on
Doors are open
never hopin
if the money
is all gone
Never feelin
double dealin
just to make
another buck
What to do
or where to go
when you've done
run out of luck
There's a sense
of recompense
when your past-tense
is broke as fuck
Who to call
to build the wall
to lean your
character against
Just one time
I'd like to try
jumping
this
God forsaken
fence
Not sure the
method to
the madness
led me to
this
happenstance
But here I
stand
pride in my hand
at my
command
begin again
to chase the
buck
to get unstuck
from
this place
I've
found me in
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (8)
"I'd like to try jumping this God forsaken fence". That was my favourite line! Loved your poem!
Such a bouncy rhyme to this piece! So fun!
May you find yourself unstuck soon & blessedly forevermore, my friend.
Great use of rhythm and language. Well done!
This is great! Nicely written, Kelli.
I love the rhythm of this poem and it's bluntness
Great poem!!
Nicely done! That pic though. Lol