Untalented Soul

Untalented souls

drift throughout life,

disturbed and lost..

 

This i now know,

because

one such soul

is seated with thee..

They all should be

sucking on

a tube of exhaust…

 

As these souls

are drowning

within real life..

And as i look,

supporting

a tasteless frawn.

 

i, keep slicing

in words

tightening my grip

on a double

edge knife…

 

They wander off

running,

tail tucked tightly

between their legs

into

the mid-day

dawn…

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