I need someone
with gun in hand
cocked cold and ready
against my head
perhaps then
I’d have the reason
to finish this all red eh
I’ve lost interest
with no six gauge to my chest
fire crackers maybe
I’ve the strength to digest
Hell who am I kidding
I’m no good at roulette
but to settle for less, no
I’d rather be shot dead.
I love how ballsy and punk rock this is. I understand the sentiment of not being inspired to do anything without something forcing you forward, but the way you’ve articulated here packs a punch. Way to go!
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Ah! Thanks! Ballsy and Punk Rock, much appreciated…glad you enjoyed it, I did too writing it on a long, long, let’s just say extended unexpected walk! Keep up!
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Love your poetry!!! So honest and so real 💯
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Thanks for saying so. Keep up!
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