Treasure Island

Justin Gildow

(3-26-81 / Washington, PA)

Nothing Shocks Me Anymore, My Dear


Nothing shocks me anymore, my dear
Not the sight of bleeding hearts
Not the sight of floating heads
Not the sight of rusted rooms
Not the sight of rotten furniture

The many sick monsters
They don't scare me
The many strong demons
They don't rattle me

Nothing shocks me anymore, my dear
I've lived through 3 decades on this planet
People have their worries and cares
People have their moments and their regrets

I can't say I'm shocked by all of that
Or any of it
For that matter
Those things can impact anyone
Even you and I, my dear

Submitted: Friday, December 30, 2011

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