Twisted Thoughts

Twisted Thoughts

A Poem by Commanda Panda

My thoughts are twisted like that lime twist in your drink.

Corrupt like a virus behind a hyperlink.

My mind is so gone that I’m called the space cadet.

I’m gone like your last pack of Newport cigarettes.

But I’m still so close that you can feel my taint.

I’m so good at this sin that I’ll never be a saint.

Demented is the only word you can provide

When you try to describe the wild look in my eyes.

I’m off the deep end, and I plan to drag you down;

Down into the sewers like Pennywise the clown.

© 2013 Commanda Panda


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Ah Pennywise...a classic monster...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Commanda Panda

10 Years Ago

Have you read Koontz's Frankenstein series? The whole thing is brilliant.
Marie

10 Years Ago

I read the first three books, not the fourth yet.
Commanda Panda

10 Years Ago

There are six, I believe.

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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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