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Screw Nail

My half twists and quarter turns are really starting to screw me I sort of saw it coming though really I mean one can only turn so many times until suddenly they are six feet under And me, well I was twisting and turning too much too fast And even quite possibly too soon I lost track of everything Time and space, idle communication, dissonant rhymes Everything I lost it I lost it all and screwed myself I am so twisted I’m crazy Crazy enough to try and twist around the quarter turns and spin back out? Back up out of the ground Up at least over my eyes so I can see I am confident, I’m content Who am I kidding? I’m screwed and now I’m bent Out of shape, unable to twist No way can I turn While I was down here I have been stomped and kicked Actually beaten over the head By a hard metal hammer head headed for the floor Did I mention I am screwed?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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