FacePlant

FacePlant

A Poem by Jeremiah Medina
"

que the funeral music....

"
Greeted me with a smile
As i fell on my face
How very kind of you
To give me a hand.

Laughing hystericaly
Giggle at pain
Couldnt be helped
Slightly insane.

Stumbling home
Smirk on your lips
We're almost there
Shaking your hips.

End of the side walk
Crossing the street
Racing ya home
Here comes the machine...

Fifty miles an hour
Impacting me
Floating in air
Cant feel a thing.

Here comes the ground now
Wish i could fly
Deader then meat now
Wondering why....

© 2008 Jeremiah Medina


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Added on December 23, 2008

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Jeremiah Medina
Jeremiah Medina

In the Woods, TX



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I Am Me. Not a tree. Not a dream or submarine. I am happy. I am Free. I am laughing, At disbelief. Living life, Lovin beats. I am me This is it. more..

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