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in your room

by Michele Schottelkorb

in your room you do dwell

as your ego discards itÂ’s shell

reality begins to swell

your spoken words start to smell

 

a legend in your own sick mind

truth in fiction you do find

the stench of a rotting rind

surrounds persons of your kind

 

stare into the looking glass

seek the hook, like a sea bass

do your dope, smoke your grass

you, my dear, have no class

 

the neon people reside here

shed a tear into your beer

in your room, feed your fear

keep your enemies very near

02/21/2004

Author's Note: see the neon people for who they truly are... **disclaimer** i do not typically comment discriminate or offer an opinion on those who use chemicals to alter their minds... lines 3 and 4 in stanza 3 refer specifically to a person in my life, and are applicable specifically to them...

Posted on 02/21/2004
Copyright © 2024 Michele Schottelkorb

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Dana E Brossard on 02/23/04 at 04:12 AM

Very nice =)

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/23/04 at 02:46 PM

love the rhythm love the rhyme in this Michele,it is sublime plus it is really tellin m

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