CLEAN ME !

CLEAN ME !!

CLEAN ME, CLEAN ME !

My body screams

From the inside out 

With those damn machines 

Body screaming, shouting out, 

Organ failing that's not in doubt 

Skin itchy and lizard like. 

Body exhausted threatening to strike, 

CLEAN ME, CLEAN ME !

My body screams

Yet I have a daily fill of capsuled toxins, 

Pills popping constantly,needles stinging like scorpions 

Legs shaky on any incline 

Hook me up now, like Frankenstein! 

I finally admit I'm in defeat 

CLEAN ME, CLEAN ME !

While I'm still on my feet, 

 CLEAN ME, CLEAN ME !

My body screams ! 

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Word Order

Word Order 

It's shambolic 

Spilling all over the page, 

My feelings, my anger,

Sometimes my rage, 

Words scrambled,

Fighting for a place 

Letters needing sorting,

Put in the right case,

A beat needs established

So it gently flows, 

What to go with ?

A rhyme?

Some prose ?

Once completed, 

Its sounds good 

Kinda of neat, 

But as I go to bed 

My thoughts are 

Was it worth it, 

Will it ever be read ?

Memories

Memories 

Summer Night 1913 Albert Bloch

Memories slowly form, 
 Nostalgia creeps in like a dusky dawn 
Times long past 
Moments that are deemed to last, 
Of people and places,
Lovers faces, 
 Rivals spats, 
Segments of drunken chats, 
All brought to the fore 
A peek inside that memory door, 
That makes you and me 
Now,
What you see, 
It's the good and bad
The laughs, the sad, 
That moulds and controls
Now
 What you see 
My memories make me ! 

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