where did the sense go

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by jonstark, Oct 17, 2008.

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  1. jonstark

    jonstark Well-Known Member

    I scratch the itch so it won't heal
    I always wonder how I feel
    You crave to know just what is wrong
    Instead I sing confusing songs

    What's the problem, what is not
    I don't really care a lot
    What's the issue, where's the sense
    How come you are so fucking dense?

    I draw chairs on my ankle
    I so wish I was your uncle
    But there's no submission where
    We can live without a care

    Jerry said he wanted apples
    Said he was so tired of cats
    I think it was perhaps Tom's carcass
    That accounts for Jerry's lard

    I feel the wanderlust again
    To wander cities forests plains
    To lust for anchors glass and dust
    To laugh at agony and trust

    I think I killed the good little boy
    The bad one never matured
    All there's left is a toy
    And a baby immured

    Stop the cannibalism, please!
    Let's just be animals tonight
    Ah but you'll forever be a tease
    We better have another fight

    The sense forgot to call its lawyer
    It's somewhere in our pocket
    Wait, the lawyer or his sense?
    Fuck it, let's keep up the pretense

    It's ok to aim badly
    As long as you hit
    But it's a crime to shoot a gun
    Unless you do it just for fun

    Let's leave this here
    We can start it up tomorrow
    Unless we don't want to
    In which case we will anyway
  2. Wow that is confusing :tongue:
    but very good!!
    I liked it :smile:
    Keep it up
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Great poem!!
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