Disjointed Poems - Poems about Disjointed

Crime busting Houston police smoke out disjointed fur rats house... formerly an abandoned Amazon warehouse went to pot with mold and magic mushrooms growing in every spot. All kinds of vermin stole into the damp dark environment of particular note concerned medium-sized rodents who belonged to order Rodentia who chomped down illegal contrabands, and quite a sizable portion went into their bellies,...

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Disjointed, dissection. Like that which came before. Dissection like that which, came before disjointed. Like that which disjointed, dissection came before. Like that which came before. Dissection, disjointed. ...

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I dreamt I saw you And you talked to me Even though I was hurt And my eyes were full of tears in that dream And I was leaving you because I was not ok It felt like my turmoiled emotions were lightly caressed and embraced Waking up I felt strangely satisfied Something I haven't felt since I lost you And that's just...

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The street is full of cell-phone zombies; I’m grateful that my parents didn’t murder me, and for other small blessing; content to be this moving figure In a badly sketched landscape. Liquor store servers always make a point of saying ‘have a nice day,’ they are professionals, they know you are not buying all that booze for a backyard party with your many friends. The...

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My life? Incomplete, Constantly… Wanting, waiting, competing. Only needing to be accepted, Loved… My saving grace… Who? God? Friends? Unexpected. Not family… Eternally disappointed! Searching… And finally found – I have, But still lost myself. Proved to be disjointed. But, wait! My saving graces – Appreciate, Expose… Show yourself… How? Be who you are. Who am I? Too many faces…...

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No I say I can’t give it to you Find your own way Count on me not for I’m weak you know If you’re smart you’ll leave me today I can’t be the one I present to you As much as I say I am For all of my statements of love I profess I’m little more than a sham Not that...

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