Vamperic Truesisms of a Female God

Floating aimlessly in the abyss
Why does it have to digest so slow 
Maybe I should have severed 
The silver cord 
That would have really pissed her off 
And hell hath no fury 
She is content to let me flirt 
With what I want 
But not content to let me have it 
Instead she lets me waste here 
Nagging in my ear the whole time 
If god was sensible 
By that I mean a man 
He would have left detailed instruction
With a few helpful pictures 
But no 
Have to figure it all by yourself 
The only way she will let you 
Validate your love of her 
I only came here because 
I realized nothing mattered 
Maybe that is just what I told myself 
People who really don’t care 
don’t go around saying 
They don’t care 
I will do what I always do 
Twist it in onto itself 
If nothing matters 
It won’t matter if I try again 
So I will leave the sanctity  
Of the abyss 
And find my body once more 
And try to make her happy 
if no other reason 
then to get er to shut up
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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May 26, 2015 at 5:40 PM
OI, oi, and OI
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August 24, 2010 at 12:22 AM
deep as the ocean, high like the sky. better days,..p.d.
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August 19, 2010 at 8:48 PM
The reality of this poem is almost gone.. floating from the abyss to cloud 9 & than 10. :-) love ya:-P,..p.d.
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