pop the pills
cut the crap
watch the road
find the time
read the news
lose the weight
find the way
ditch the ‘do
up the heat
set the clock
play the game
hear the tune
flip the switch
turn the knob
lose the self
run the red
get the guts
talk the talk
hit the road
don’t look back
Please tell me what you think
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Fantastic
This is taut and concise. The imagery is vivid and the dream sound like a runaway nightmare. Great metaphor or is it sarcasm (maybe both?). This is definitely one of the better poems I've read in awhile. Have to bookmark it, it's a keeper!
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