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16th November

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

 

I got to stretch myself,

stretch my validity

past my mental ice shelf,

past vulnerability

 

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 

Gotta last through this fall, this whitewashed winter,

make no mistake, allow no omission,

read books, watch plays by Harold Pinter,

validate my kind and my position

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

 

I'll go easy on my useless premonition,

fuck my makeshift Stockhausen mission,

tear off this stained & jotted page,

delight in anger, rejoice in rage

 

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 

I'll certainly, some day, refer to my age,

stray from the actual, become a sage,

stay with the atheists, pray an empty prayer,

tell lies with the liars, lay myself bare

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

 

I'll make do, be who, be whom,

merge never, possibly merge soon,

sit silent in the silence of a silent room,

loom in clear view of the forthcoming doom

 

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 

I'll be almost alive,

sure to register my jive,

live as long as the cat,

that's where it's at

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

 

I'll slap, I'll pat,

practice yoga on the mat,

be neither thin nor fat,

ponder past sense of sitting; sat

 

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 

I'll rhyme when its feasable,

in irregular bursts,

be 70% reasonable,

attempt to relieve my thirsts

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

 

Everything is nothing, what is is not,

some think little is a lot

The end's just as good as the very start,

the beat that you hear is your bumping heart

 

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 

Life was mostly toppling & perpendicular,

though some say its angles were Gaudi particular,

to some, like Bob Dylan, it was a bust,

but to a wellworn few, life was only just just

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

 

Some wealthy few folks flew to Guadeloupe,

while most British people just went for a poop

Now, you listen to anyone's slip of the tounge;

I'll rather hear the Goldbergs with Mr Lang Lang

 

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 

Some lives have a loose fit,

others are painfully slim,

If you are a miss, then I am a hit,

I'm clear, your mind is foggy & dim

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

 

My mind is apocalyptic,
I act on a whim,

my thoughts are cryptic,

way up to the rim

 

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 

But I must deteriorate like everyone else,

shift my adjacencies from heavens to hells,

appreciate every damn drop of falling rain,

be prepared & ready for the very last vain

 

I'm up against,

I'm lenient & meek

I'm the threat you sense,

wanna play hide & seek?

I'm a loose gun, this world a shooting range,

I walk with a swagger, won't ever change

I'll bang you up, I'll take you down,

I'll laugh like a child, I'll roar & frown

 





Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-11-16 at 11:12

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