Day passes by skillfully
Night brings drunkard misery
Corner seats are taken by the twins
I’m left wide open to the screen
Church bells have spoken
King of the jungle has entered for his next meal
I utter no word for you’ve already found mistakes
A toast to life you stamp on my face as your best friend Johnny comes in
…dinner is done, now its time for the dessert –
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hit you” & you take me to your bed!
Author notes
Option 2 - Apologies for dessert
In a list
A contest entry
- ++PIF Prompt Contest++ by PerfectImperfection.
700 points, ended July 9, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Hmmm... A very intriguing piece, filled with such a distaste. Sad, and unfortunately that sigh of neglect shines through. Warning not heeded, heart always bleeding. Nice take on the prompt. Thank you for your entry!
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i have never found a reason for abuse, it takes a very sad person to do it, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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Yikes, this is powerful hon! And I am sure only too many can relate, and it should not even be one! You did a wonderful job on this one!!
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta
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Thanks Sweetie
Hey there Nyetta, thanks so much for always being there for me and supporting my works.. I got to catch up on my reading
- one of these days, I will, I promise.... appreciate your comment and you loving support from the bottom of my heart hun.. take good care of yourself now, I need you to read my poems (what can I say, I'm selfish 
) - love Minoo
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