The Deed

I’ve been here before
Funny vibration
Self Indulgence
No Meditation

Trying to glean here
A pleasure, a song
Time once again
My Nemesis, wrong!

Needless to say
Affordable Truth
Minutes to stay
Please go to the booth

Cadevar calling
What do you say?
Listen to me boy
I’m a good lay!

You must enjoy this
Pretend I’m the one
Don’t try kiss me boy
I’m not your Mum!!!!

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my first written contribution to RB. beside me I have a compendium of numerous poems that were written 15 years ago (1994) when i was approx 29 (my Saturn return?) when I had just left a ten year career in the Australian military, and was contemplating issues such as my marijuana habit, my penchant for prostitutes and generally th elack I was feeling in my life at the time. The catharsis for this was some study and practice of meditation which directed my attention within some of the time, whereas previously, I had been consummed by my outer world and reality….


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  • Trenchtownrock
    Trenchtownrockalmost 5 years ago

    Loving this the flow of the write..enjoyable ending.

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