Coke, Smokes And Lola

Dead psychosis transposes

F**k the serotonin

Is that what you see?

F**k the dreams that lie within

The path unseen

 

Lay me on a couch

And unwind me

Is that what you see?

When you horrify me

 

I’m a product

Of diet cokes

And packs of smokes

Give me a cherry cola

Let me lay with Lola

 

Watch the thread

That is the path

Feed my head

Convert the patch

 

F**k the serotonin

Take me within

The thought is a lie

My mind you can’t find

 

Lay me on a couch

And unmind me

The paths unseen

I can not touch.

Reviews

[Ees]

OOOOhhhh.
soooo good. LOVE.

especially this stanza:
"I’m a product
Of diet cokes
And packs of smokes
Give me a cherry cola
Let me lay with Lola"-
god, that stanza as a whole is solid, real, playful and all around wonderful.

great job!

[eatmills]

Hey Ees, thanks a billion! Yeah that stanza is my favouritist too. The whole poem is actually based on a real moment of my life.

[Ees]

Nice. All my poems are based on moments of my life so I think that I respond particularly well to others who write that way too. Loved it!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I can not touch - simply brilliant, well done, good read.