Mama's BonesA Poem by Space Enema
Three years in and I've done nothing but grow
How can you say you regret what you've sown? The past is done and there's no cause to look back Nothing to glean from what's already known Mama's bones X2 Death was bitter and sweet She was the type that was dead on her feet I could be scarred from the road that I tread I had a wound from those already dead I heard a voice from somewhere away Here are the words that the entity said: Mama's bones X2 Death was bitter and sweet She was the type that was dead on her feet Mama's bones X2 Could've crippled me so But now her death feels like so long ago © 2017 Space Enema |
AuthorSpace EnemaAboutThe prophet of the space enema comes forth to tell the masses to cleanse their minds and think for a change. He's also a Reiki master. more..Writing
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