With yellow balloons
Put a sock in it
And don’t say
This is it
Piece of shit
There’s always me
I will forever come
To my rescue
To need someone
Is to suffer
To whims and ways
Of a controller
Beethoven roll over
Alone is not misery
Not a place or state
Not cold not confined
But more refined
When meeting yourself
It’s nice to shake
To gel and blend
Entwined roots
In a search that
Will never end.
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Grasshoppers
And spoons:
With yellow balloons
Put a sock in it
And don’t say
This is it
Piece of shit
There’s always me
I will forever come
To my rescue
To need someone
Is to suffer
To whims and ways
Of a controller
Beethoven roll over
Alone is not misery
Not a place or state
Not cold not confined
But more refined
When meeting yourself
It’s nice to shake
To gel and blend
Entwined roots
In a search that
Will never end.
Anthony Mc Gann
3/6/25. 11:03.