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Whats really going on ?

T.V. for hours - THEY'RE GONE !

Homework maybe and radio on.

Let me fill this pot bowl.

Stereo loud - rock song on.

Beer, tobacco - night stand.

Strobe light with color on.

My life is getting funny.

Now all the house lights on.

The couch - my favorite pillow.

What is happening to me ?

Crazy thoughts that just won't flee.

Into the bathroom - head down.

Tears running over the deep frown.

Into the mirror I look.

A JUNKY WHORE - PLUS A CROOK !

The blood is dripping now.

They don't love me - another down.

On the floor with one knee.

Dead I am in this red sea.

from my poem bok - DREAMS 2