Bangin On Heavens Door Poem by jason turner
Bangin On Heavens Door
the keys in front of me
seem alien to me
sitting here for the last
hour bleeding document my history
jump up call out my name
turn your head in the sound of pain
its the end of the train
shame brain take at look at the game
an aim click click its the
last frame
I like this raw approach..it's different...It grabs the readers attention and forces to read on...great job. best wishes Jon
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5/2/2024 5:21:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is good fast and in ya face keep it up thanks Nik