120 SinnersA Poem by MethuselaThe thoughts just trail off
120 sinners, sinning Above the statues pillars, grinning A passivity that belies your years A lividity, that comes with age 100 liars, lying Below the ocean cold A digression to the sentiments The suppleness of youth. Twisted. I heard you, I heard you there. And I saw you, I caught you out. 10,000 smiles. 1 million miles. To you. Around you Arrainged for your beauty, Lost in your eye Pick me out with a lullaby Jellybean concucbine Lost forever, and forever lost A hundred wishers, wishing. Up to you. Down to you. In and out and all around © 2009 Methusela |
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Added on April 24, 2009 |

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