Theorem The Truth Serum

Rookie - 245 Points (1979-present / San Leandro)

Trickery - Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

Life is tricky first time encounter with a finger trap.
The more you try at things sometimes it seems
as if you are trapped with frustration.
I'm an unsatisfied grumbling tummy
that no matter how much I feed myself
the grumbles and growls get louder.
I'm an uncomfortable chair that has been
brought in from the rain but I have
placed it inside because it seems
just as lonely as I am.
When will the trickery end?
When I finish a puzzle another one
falls from the sky that is even harder.
I take a step up on the ladder and
find that it is oil slicked and I slip.
I can't get past the first step.
I've tried to set goals but they
slip out of my buttered fingers.
Maybe all I need is a good pair
of gloves so I can grab life and
keep it within my grasp.
I want to make these feelings a thing of the past.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 3, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, April 8, 2011

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