Jonathan Thornton Poet Free verse

My End

You tell me that you love me,
That you'll never let me go.
Then you turn your back,
And say you have no kiss to blow.

And now I sit here motionless,
Showing just the smallest sign of life.
Now I wish there was no bliss,
That I didn't have to live this life.

I should have trusted my instincts,
When they started going haywire.
But I got what I deserved,
For opening my ears to your magic choir.

So I'll just mosey on down,
To the hole I dug last week.
Lay back inside with my crown,
And drift through God's creek.

05/06/1999

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