Best Poems Written by Henry Watson

Frank

It passed him  by how much he spent to card tap happenings 
old school drunk  home found wrapped on the mat again 
Take it back sacks honour cracks hes grappling tryna build facts past just like he clasp vasline
How's a man last with the past world grasping him
Stuck and holding fast only things flasks masking him 
Sorrows or the horrors of his making turn directions 
Choosing life or exit signs emergency protection 
Last glass was half assed let's make this one a winner
No rent goodbye when roof is sky a bentos pie for dinner
Tryna lean to something just to calm his own beliefs
Knowing that to pass the time 
he sleeps as light release 

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