The Bastard Poetry

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Don't Ask

Please don’t ask how I’m doin’?

I’M JUST SITTING HERE, WAITING FOR THE END

I REMEMBER WHEN  WHEN WE WERE FRIENDS

There is no future calling for me

No future that I can see 

I’M ON MY LAST LEG, WAITING FOR TO GO

UP AROUND THE BEND, UP AROUND THE BEND  

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