Broken pens

Broken pens

A Poem by keith
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tattered page

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Broken pens  



Broken pens
tattered page
words unheard
ideas clashing
crashing
loudly loud

Between the voices
glamping in my brain
and the constant static of annoyance
no wonder said they
it's quite simple
he is definitely he
there ain't nothing right left in me

page 2

Hey here over you
with no clue
aren't we all
just ants
marching marching
marching two x two

Look gretle bread crumbs
no hansel those are 
those are dead butterflies
that flew here
all the way
from spain

The big bad boy bad began to play
a one legged man 
did his hip did his hop

I do like the sound
of your tune said he
kool it's not ours
we found it this morning
after we crawled out from under our rock
that had been trashed with colored confetti
tossed like fast food drive thru
evidence left roadside

page 3

Somethings just because are irritating
am i alone here solitaire
i hear tell some people see stupid people
everywhere
nothing like getting your boots
pissed on especially when you ain't
wearing them

Its all gonna be ok weed hopper
uncle gonzo will help watch over you
scuse me while i kiss the sky
bye bye so long

© 2025 keith


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Ahhh, I just love these type of writes! "Aren't we all just ants"! Great using!
And I LOVED the song! You have a great taste.
"am i alone here solitaire
i hear tell some people see stupid people everywhere" woah
Great work sir!

Posted 5 Months Ago


keith

5 Months Ago

me too imagine that
this is what i do best FREE VERSE

i have been called a.. read more
Tremendous grit in this one. Powerful.

Posted 5 Months Ago


keith

5 Months Ago

always a pleasure when those with 'real grit' swing in for a shout out
my friend it is you th.. read more

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who i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..