So

So when the implosion arrives
We must respond with negativity
Must impede concentration.

It is a joke to me
How careful I can be
Thanks to my ancestry.

The world of the poor imagination
Sings now waiting for more
Sense to be made.

As usual everyone is as deaf as possible.



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-08-13 at 01:31

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shells
I just loved this, skillful in your craft and the final line found me nodding and smiling.
2011-08-13


countryfog
May you be the last to leave, writing the perfect poem and turning out the lights.
2011-08-13


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Not with a bang, but a(n unheard) whimper, eh?
2011-08-13