Bad Year

Bad Year

A Poem by Commanda Panda

When I’m lucid I’m angry;
Sober, homicidal
You’d best keep your distance
Because my space is vital
For your existence,
Unless you have a deathwish
Then I’ll tear you to pieces
And leave the cops to play Tetris

© 2014 Commanda Panda



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so it appears the panda has left the building. peace to you wherever you are... you are missed

Posted 1 Year Ago


there have been days when i would have welcomed the homicidal tendencies, would have pushed to see the end of a bad year

the new year is just around the corner, it can't be as bad as this one

Posted 2 Years Ago


The most fantastic finish to a piece of prose I've yet to read on here, well done!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Leave the cops to play Tetris. HA!

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Added on December 7, 2014
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Commanda Panda
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Commanda Panda is a screenwriter and owner of indie film company Commanda Panda Productions. At one time he was more of a poet and lyric writer, but now he only writes poems and lyrics from time to ti.. more..

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