My Stream of Consciousness (Turn off the music, it's 2:30 AM!)!)

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Speedy, Aug 8, 2011.

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  1. Speedy

    Speedy Staff Alumni

    My jaws are made of porcelain,
    My life's an utter, complete mess.

    Tales abound of my sanity,
    Forever will I be chastised?

    Crates of gold and silver and platinum,
    enter my cabbage patch,

    Terrain, backpacks, TVs, stereos
    all remind me of pizza

    Take 5, take 6, Take it all!
    My life's a burned out affair,
    cults and gold-diggers please take note!

    Body language semi-convertible,
    Tank tops and underwear,
    celery and bacon,

    Tornadoes and hurricanes,
    Please be a much appreciated anarchy.

    To those that like pie,
    I think of lemon meringue,
    tangy and flavorful,
    altgoether yellowed,
    old and sick,
    wise and undermined.

    Can't you be better, my southern belle?
    Corrupt you are but nasty you're not.
    It is not for naught that I say these words!!

    Unkempt hair in Coventry with bushes and meadows,
    I lived on the prairie,
    when I was a classic chum,
    my life's fantastic.

    Or so they say.
    Cults, gold-diggers, and gravediggers alike,
    Cats and dogs roam the streets,
    We try to make time go by,
    with wishes fulfilled and nature personified.
  2. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I love this poem and the title fits so well hun
  3. Speedy

    Speedy Staff Alumni

    Thanks! :hug:
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