PUKE

I'm all dried up

sucked hollow

blown away

like power dust

flying clear of forgotten lust

clueless

without a word a phrase

in a limbo haze

floating in and out

lost somewhere

hurting

twisted in thought

bleeding with nothingness

like a orphan

never to feel the loving sun

tied up

left right right left

no clue no direction

but that's okay too

I'll just hop on by

like a kangaroo

in wonder

caught in stellar

a good wine left in the cellar

to one day be chosen

or left forgotten

shaking it off

running down my back

dripping from fingertip

like the last rain

letting go

of things not worthy to tame

The End

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