Tuesday, October 14, 2008

My Bed of Roses

Over thinking
Under doing
I'm saying
No praying
And winking
and sinking
just laying,
decaying.
Thinking
Doing
Saying
Praying
while winking
but sinking
while laying,
Decaying
on a bed
of dead roses
My bed of
dead roses.
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... Sometimes I don't even know...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Even if your poems don't make sense sometimes, they're really fun to read.