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Nauseous

8/22/21
"Nauseous"

Getting closer to Autumn
In deep thought near a marble column
Always doing things that lead me quickly into a coffin
Overlooked, abused and forgotten
Felt like I had zero in common
So I kept staying solemn
Because people are quick to turn it into a problem
By being rotten
Others are fast to play opossum
Yet they still plotted
Making others suffer, so the profit
Goes into their own pocket
You can eat dog s***
Mouth always running like a faucet
Below still and moving objects
It's always been a contest
Regardless of the concept
Usually am, but was not all that cautious
Waking up feeling nauseous
Once in a blue moon, I'll really overdue it and vomit
These damn dabs of the chronic
 I'm always on it
This ing liquor I can't stay off it
Yes I know, that makes me an alcoholic
It's honest logic
Only so much time is allotted
Stomach often knotted
Working occasionally outside, but usually in an office
It was a stroke of genius or thoughtless
It's been awesome or chaotic
Got shot with something caustic
And toxic
Had some wins but even more losses
They tell me I need to pray to god and wear crosses
Solitude and silence among near endless gossip
I promise
I'm no novice
It's going cosmic
Blood occasionally clotted
Molecules bonded
Lines still unconnected and dotted
Feeling alone and frosted
I'd treat her like a goddess
I want it, but she makes me feel unwanted
Taunted
Mind haunted
Yet still wearing an infinity gauntlet
Continuing to sip out this goblet
As folks display jaundice
Turning psychotic
Being obnoxious
Quick to cause conflict
Over written words or something said by a prophet
She looked like Pocahontas
And he looked like a Walrus
Friends with lifeforms that are aquatic
As well as striped and spotted
Like flies people that talk s***
Get swatted
Harder than Stone Cold Steve Austin
Signature move combined with a double rock bottom
What's been done was wise or preposterous
Impact small or colossus
I'm going on no matter if I feel exhausted
And downtrodden
For myself and others horizons shall broaden

Copyright © Dalton Ogletree

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