Brian Davey Poet Rhyme

Under No Management

Under No Management



                                      A sad state of mind emergency,
                                     rooted sorrow buried deep within.
                                     Evacuated thought mind urgency,
                                      isolated all alone to weep again.

                                        Sirens, horns, lights flashing,
                                         mentally dialing 911 inside.
                                      Trains, cars, planes all crashing,
                                     wreckages of tears eternally cried.
          
                                  Mental blue spaced handicap parking,
                                 unrecorded reality in empty closet space.
                                  The brightlights pen flashed sparkling,
                                 No manager home to manage this place...



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002/24/17

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Daniel Turner February 24, 2016 at 6:49 AM Very enigmatic write, but loads of fun. Had to read it twice to decipher. A7 from me on this one, Brian. Brian Davey February 24, 2016 at 6:16 PM Great Daniel I am honored to be able to make you think and so happy that you enjoyed this piece! take care my friend

Damien Knight February 24, 2016 at 5:42 AM Ha I get it the lights are on but nobodys home??? Clever, very clever Brian Davey February 24, 2016 at 6:13 PM thank you:.)