Why Can't I Climb Out of This Hole?

Why Can't I Climb Out of This Hole?

A Poem by Charles R. Ciminokii

Wrote this late at night. To be honest, I was a little drunk... Pretty short...


There is a hole in which I can't accend

I stumble around but I can't find an end

All around me it is dark and damp

I ask why god can't bless me with a ramp

One that will help me find an answer

instead what I recive is this stance here

But a thought occurs

and I pause...

This hole is almost as tall as myself,

and I stand but two inches

over this six foot shelf...

© 2009 Charles R. Ciminokii

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Cool, I like this, it flows well, great rhyme scheme.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Oh my trying to decide how to read this... but i love the meter, the way your words move along like an express train! Hope you're able to dig yourself out of the hole pretty soon!

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on January 8, 2009
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Charles R. Ciminokii
Charles R. Ciminokii

I sleep on park benches in, KY

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