Dangling Here

Dangling Here Dangling Here

Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry


Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry


taken from my book, "Gameless"


taken from my book, "Gameless"


Submitted: October 11, 2012

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Submitted: October 11, 2012



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


05-23-'08 #2

D. L. Cannon

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