Divine Lines

A Poem by Miles

So much at once

No choice

Surrender at sight

Savor your lunch

No choice

Don't lend her at night

Clueless, shoeless

Eight, nine, ten

Toothless, zooless

Ate nine hens

Undecided at the darkest hour

Give 'em more than an acid shower

Diving lines nonexistent

Divine signs quite distant

© 2011 Miles

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Added on August 23, 2011
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Miles

Darmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, Germany

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I'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..