jumble jumble all these thoughts in my head
So cool in the shade
too hot in the sun
You look so pretty
You are so ugly
stop
no more aunt farms burying around
they took too much
they lost it all in that mad desperation for
a place to call there own.
Stay still
chill out
It will all work out
easy for you to say you dont have to live in here
all you happy love songs you dont know shit
there are no happy endings
Not here
not here
Not here
Not there either
you can make your tea and sing your little songs
like "God bless American"
and that one where all those miners die
but i wont hear you anymore
the music
stops
too short
Nonsense nonsense this is all nonsense
A trick of my mind
used on myself
in a vain attempt
to loss it all
or maybe win it
Stay still
chill out
It will all work out
Its all so jumbled
feels like free verse just flowing out. happy rally
ReplyDeletemy post was here
http://blackswanpoetry.wordpress.com/2011/07/03/poem-in-the-midst/
Sounds so tortured and a touch bitter, I love the conflict
ReplyDeletelove the title,
ReplyDeletepowerful emotions.
beautiful word flow.
I agree, emotional word flow.
ReplyDeleteI agree in part with mindlovemisery...definitely some emotional conflict going on.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
thank you all. This is one of my favorites.
ReplyDelete