deepundergroundpoetry.com
Steve McQueen in space
Tiny poetic ears
In a room filled with smoke
Choked up on laughter
Words are hardly spoke.
Small frames grow weary
Dried eyes get teary
Never miss a beat
Oh mother Mary.
A bullet in your pocket
Melodies in your brain
Out of commission rocket
dried up cocaine
ripe like a raisin
Dry like a yellow prune
Exit your inhibitions
Heading to the moon
Steve McQueen in space
rocket back in gear
Give this Martian a taste
Tell em the Earth is near
In a room filled with smoke
Choked up on laughter
Words are hardly spoke.
Small frames grow weary
Dried eyes get teary
Never miss a beat
Oh mother Mary.
A bullet in your pocket
Melodies in your brain
Out of commission rocket
dried up cocaine
ripe like a raisin
Dry like a yellow prune
Exit your inhibitions
Heading to the moon
Steve McQueen in space
rocket back in gear
Give this Martian a taste
Tell em the Earth is near
Published 15th May 2014
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3
reading list entries 0
comments 5
reads 640
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
15th May 2014 6:40pm
Far Out! Just the right amount! And the visual of the work - again, far out! Do you do more of these kind of visual works?
Steve McQueen in space!!!
Steve McQueen in space!!!
16th May 2014 1:41am
Thanks man! I'm glad you like it. Huge fan of your writing as well.
Yes, I just started something new with the visuals. I feel like it really paints the picture in the readers head.
colors...text...imagery
Yes, I just started something new with the visuals. I feel like it really paints the picture in the readers head.
colors...text...imagery
16th May 2014 4:28am
Anonymous
16th May 2014 4:03pm
Such a great write, poetic and ironic.
Much enjoyed!!!
Much enjoyed!!!
18th May 2014 9:16pm
