deepundergroundpoetry.com

Meter Maid

Passing out at  
9pm, man, I really
am a tired old
man
 
clueless influencer and
the tools at your
disposal
 
gloomy Tuesday,
the prices are
unreal
 
pickled brains make
the best
poets
 
the man steadily
gallivants into the
abyss
 
Ritalin mornings and
Fentanyl nights  
 
Iím looking at  
Turrets and trying
To decide
 
This is something
Else taking  
Control of
Me
 
And since you have
No imagination whatís
So ever, youíll think
Itís either God  
Or the
Devil  
 
 
 
 
Taurek
Written by Taurek
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 2 reads 99
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 2:17pm by Strangeways_Rob
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:22pm by drone
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:05pm by ThePoetcastProject
SPEAKEASY
Today 9:18am by Wh1skeySwagger
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:39am by Valeriyabeyond
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:42am by Blackwolf