Denial
I'll toss up every excuse
Known to exist
So i can continue
avoiding the list
Of things i refuse
To accept and are true
Like the fact im consumed
By enjoying the end-
less pursuit
Of that elusive moment of bliss
Anything less
Than the feeling of reaching
A bathroom toilet 2 steps
Before my bladder
Explodes into bits
Will only be viewed
As a dissapointment at best
Yes i do
Have all sorts of regrets
Ranging from sort of upset
To damn i need a delorian quick
Copyright © John Conde | Year Posted 2019
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