Kid In Ga
I'm on that stupid mode!
Ignorance shooting like haters:
No wars, no conflicts...
Running in circles: "Ain't that Ouroboros"
I know Venus scared of snakes,
Hence the circle we always have to draw!
Whoa! creepy nights as moon crescent appears,
waning..., waning..., waning...!
New babes coming and dark lovers:
Barking and howling for lock hours,
Opening windows for outcasted ghosts;
Top air winds coming in...
Greens and purples to being laughed-
at by dolls, no puppet masters...
Little strange things, girlish "leaning"
on my vintage; vanish painted doors,
Oh Willie...!
Having bad trips due to low sugar levels
Driving "fast" In the dark,
Humming..., humming..., humming...!
Staring at the windscreen:
As I reach those tunnels;
hallucinations as I'm afraid of exaggerations,
even though I love sarcasm!
And playing around with syllables-
knowing "grammar" gonna get me:
Dark pens with red inks;
Red lines drawn across words:
Sentenced, concords fighting with jargon!
Hyphens stopping the war but not recognized by the Language,
Gotta keep order: Guess no one likes broken English!
Copyright © Piercing Words | Year Posted 2019
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