Again with Vietnam
Dusting field grown same scam
The end is coming soon
Harvest China moon hiya
She's going to kick my ass
Black belted I can't believe it
Growing in the dust of all passed
The truth is here I have to face this
Even if it means I will face off with my misses
Mia is my cat on your side trying to eat my ring finger
OH I think I won
With endurance alone
The cat has fallen back for now
I still have all fingers my love
But I lost the farm
Nothing will grow
Have nothing at all
If I don't have you
But agent orange moon
None of this means anything
Possibly the witches think
Though this GOD does change
But no he only bills yeah
Pay the bills for this and that
I am still coming too and
I'm still bringing you back
Monthly time spells
We'll live them all out
And if you believe this to change
You're believing a lie eh
There can be only this one
I know it's for you I'm holding on
The end won't come too soon
I'm looking passed agent orange moon
Still farming barren lands waiting to grow back
I'm suffocating choking on perfume's smog
The end is coming all too soon
Unless I can grow passed agent orange moon
If not we're all doomed
By agent orange moon
Shelled ballistics in my room
Under agent orange moon
YOU ARE READING
New poetry book or...
PoetryShort story, long stories, stories that must rhyme and by written poetically, I think. I might add my earlier poems to this collection also.
