Late Again
I'm late again. Moist! again and again.
Why, late? I simply was right on time
( ) but I'm left doing things. ?
What am I doing? I'm chaos. Filled with
Chaos and now I'm still in chaos.
Life? I'm still in chaos
late again baybee, I'm late? again. Again
and again.!!!!!
when do I meet fickle? U - what am I
doing. I'm so lost. What am I doing?
I'm late every fooking time. I
I'm late again. I'm late again. What am
anarchy? I'm late again. There's a lot going
on shattered around the world. Oh
my my, whoa whoa, what goes?
We Imagined
We imaged the world to be like this
filled with ghosts - I met one on Christmas
Deaths - I saw a plane crash
Dogs - I met a huge one with a sprite t shirt
Food - my least favorite spaghetti and olive's mint
We imagined and brought it to reality.
I see now everywhere,
Pink floors, birthdays, cakes 24/7, unicorns
How did we get here if not for the singing
and the shotgun used in the world's
money burning.
if not for Christmas that brought no
presents.
The dog now crashes the party and more
money wasted through burning
We are now advanced. Our top has has
Finally broken
Thanks for reading these poem my dear friends. They were written many years ago and I thought it best to publish them without editing. The 19 year old had a reason why these poems were conjured in his imagination. So proud of you 19 year old me.
Anyways, thanks for reading. I shall see you again on Saturday :)
Till next time,
gkgaius
Deo Volente
