Dented Poem by Gary Diamond
Dented
Someone dropp me on my head as a baby.
Someone kick me in the head as a man.
Bring some kind of feeling to the deep and without meaning
Somehow can you bind
Both my hands.
We hate what we've become.
Any success was a snatch from the jowls of failure.
That fat ugly beast
Feasting
On what weakens us most, and fastest.
Trying to fight against it
Makes its swollen belly more full.
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