BREAKDOWN

screaming

i don’t want to see you again

believing

the ruins cannot break you down

i…ain’t going………………….down

on no wasp tramp

i….ain’t listening to no more complaints

i…am a deaf man

i…am a deaf man

i…am a deaf man

dreaming.

telling everyone you’re real

ly making it laughing

too hard

you can’t be a good actor

if you can’t remember the lines

sit back ,

relax,

leave the judging to me

i…am a dead man.

i…am a dead man

i…am a dead man

my face is soaking underwear .

my fingerprints are all over my knuckles

i’m so afraid of the legends I’ve been living with.

my wrists are swearing at my eyes.

my eyes are feeding my fingers so much poison.

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Looking back it is difficult to remember what state of mind I was in when I wrote these poems. I see the influence…