Dead Head Poem Poem by Nat Z. Punx
Dead Head Poem
the angels play their games
it's a beggar's life
never believe that
or a rich man's
if you can recall
and yet still live
there's the hook
recall yet live
that's the freakiest thing here
right here
this isn't going where i want
but it goes along anyway
or stops
stopping before it's finished
is quitting
going on after it's finished is simply boring
stroll away from this one
there is nothing to see here
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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