The King of Blackbirds (Here He Comes)

The King of Blackbirds (Here He Comes)

A Poem by J. R.
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This is another one open to interpretation.

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If you have such a tragic life,
Then what are you smiling about?
I don't want to be a downer, but
 What is the keyhole on your right hand for?
Here comes the king of blackbirds
Who stabbed us in the back
The one and only living dead
I go crazy on a moonlit night
I'm not sure what brought it on
But now I've got cuts on my hands
And there's a voice inside my head that sings
Here comes the king of blackbirds
Who stabbed us in the back
The one and only living dead
I never liked the ultraviolet side of you, or anybody
I never tire of hearing confessionals
I love listening to them cry
You say you don't want to sink that low
Next thing, you're yelling "I'd rather die"
Here comes the king of blackbirds
Who stabbed us in the back
The one and only living dead

© 2010 J. R.


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I love the "eerieness" of the poem. Its not real creepy really, but it just gives that "feeling" if you know what I mean. Another great write, and again thanks for submitting this poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Well worth the wait, its hard to put into words what I love about this poem but it just has a vibe, a feel to it that I adore.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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