Old Boss

Ever been haunted by a quack?
Ever been picked on back? Ever?
Been so obvious so slowly fester.us
that your signature becomes the
mess of us?

Ever been so bored you can't flow
like the ink in the quills hollow
like the mark of the dark left to
wallow. In your sorrow? Lonely
old bones thinking wishing for
new tones? Ever been so bored
you actually "no"...
and you're alone?

"Those who no.Don't"

~Those who kNEW.Are and All.Ready.Did
DRAM U2 and see the dream.

We.honK.eW
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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June 27, 2009 at 11:46 AM
The last three poems, in my own weird way, are about technology. Boss is my word play for dos ;b.OS.s.... old school.technology. lol. sometimes my friend, my poems are just what they are. Hugs!
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