SUPER HUMAN HEAVY WEIGHT DRINKING.

A wake to the morning rituals,
Tired from these modern pit falls,
Body wrecking,

A telephone wall a hundred foot tall,
A television floor leading to,
A bullet proof door,

This is a tale of two situations,
The cat skills played from the stereo,
To the flies that danced about a lone light bulb,

I had a thought,
A sentence a line of words,
That fitted so well together,

I turned my head and lost them,
They disappeared forever,
Something had chased them away,

Sun light had broken in the window,
And the light made a sound,
Like broken glass as it hit my eyes.

SUPER HUMAN HEAVY WEIGHT DRINKING.

jabondie

Joined October 2009

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