Shane Markie Poems

It was the twelfth of June
another hot and humid Florida night.

In Orlando young people gathered at the
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I'm walkin' in the rain
(Walkin' in the rain)

Just walkin' in the rain'
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The world spirals downward in the confines of a nautilus shell,

Its chambered abode antiquated antedilluvian hell.
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Is it easiest to scribble your life away
Or sleep it all away with booze and broads instead?
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Out of clay or living rock
I will make my brick or stone:
At the door of God I knock,
Builder whose command I own,
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All the days of my life
Are like donuts in a box.

Some are glazed, some are raised
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Plaster is falling
From the ceiling.

Walls are caving in.
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See Mista BIG SHOT
with hiz shatt'ud shot glass

Mista BIG SHOT?
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Badass nun
Stole my car.

With no gas
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