Dangling Here
Poem by: DLCannon Reprise
Dangling Here
Dangling Here
-
In this dead brain
There's no words inside
There's no sounds
Well, let me regret
"What I've done"
Having fucked up me
I got down
And did not bounce back
I have yet
To find anyway
To become
What I still need to
To pass on my works
To this empty world
Full of hopeless loss
And forgotten times
Have yet still
To be remembered
As I brake my yoke
And fall down and choke
Like a waste of jokes
And craving more sex
Than had ever before
I have not and won't
Find me one last whore
To just place my dick
Deep inside and ride
For I have no cash
I'm no wealthy man
I'm not going to be crowned
With a ho by my side
So inside, I die
What a waste of time
I have been for God
To have created
In a world where production
Is a must for a purpose
So I'm clearly dangling here
'Bout to drop
I could care less what my dick
__is for anymore
Just let me climb back up on my own
I'll find my way back to my spaceship
And head on back to my own world
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05-23-'08 #2
D. L. Cannon
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