Friday, October 24, 2008

not donee, poems

Megalomaniac
Vertigo
Kismet


Vertigo
Stuck in a fishbowl.
It’s foggy, too blurry to see out
I’m alone, no water, no surroundings
I stare up at the open hole, breathing in the outside world’s air
I lay on my back, I feel safe and protected inside
I just don’t know

Megalomaniac
Its $5,000
I want it! I need it!
The world’s finest jewel, bag, perfume
Whoever produced it they made it for me
I keep no secrets I have no fears
Life is about money and that’s how it’s going to be

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