A-Dizzle or Dizzlita (dizzlita) wrote,
A-Dizzle or Dizzlita
dizzlita

Tomorrow-Today - a poem

i've tried to be courteous
and i've tried to be clean
but my fingers are bloody
and frozen
and ripped at the seams,
and torn through the rain.

if this is oblivion
then bring on the pain
washing civil hands
with civil soap
does nothing for me
and has no cares

ha look at me
with my unfocused vision
and strained soul
pathetic

i want my stellar wings
and a cotton tiara
i whine my empty sorrows
to my drousy pea soup
golden tears always bring up the stakes
and raise holy hatrd
but I'm armed with a gun
and I have some trash for bait
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