Post by Ramona on Jan 30, 2006 10:25:11 GMT -8
OK. I'm not sure what to call this, I suppose it's pseudo- beat poetry. Or perhaps just the rantings of an amateur. Either way, I'd like to know what you think. It's about a waitress who was hurt by a man. It's kind of lengthy, but I hope you'll bear with me.
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simple service
stuck inside
(an almost-empty brain cavity)
too bad he lied
then took a ride
to a place he’d never come back from
didn’t look her in the face
and her memories erased
she was a total space case
simple service
stuck inside
(fillin an old brain cavity)
and now she waits
though she doesn’t notice
for him to find his way back
to the woman he lacks
and when he had her in the sack
he didn’t really love her like he said he did
simple service
stuck inside
(occupying an old brain cavity)
it’s all she does now
wait on and for everyone
Can I take you order?
Perhaps it will combat
the disorder of her life
ever since he left her for another
left her vulnerable
simple service
stuck inside
(it’s spread to every cavity)
and she can’t, she can’t
wait anymore
but this she doesn’t know
and the things she tries to sow:
kindess, honesty, hope
are lost among the empty tears
because she doesn’t know who to cry for
him or her
stuck inside
(an almost-empty brain cavity)
too bad he lied
then took a ride
to a place he’d never come back from
didn’t look her in the face
and her memories erased
she was a total space case
simple service
stuck inside
(fillin an old brain cavity)
and now she waits
though she doesn’t notice
for him to find his way back
to the woman he lacks
and when he had her in the sack
he didn’t really love her like he said he did
simple service
stuck inside
(occupying an old brain cavity)
it’s all she does now
wait on and for everyone
Can I take you order?
Perhaps it will combat
the disorder of her life
ever since he left her for another
left her vulnerable
simple service
stuck inside
(it’s spread to every cavity)
and she can’t, she can’t
wait anymore
but this she doesn’t know
and the things she tries to sow:
kindess, honesty, hope
are lost among the empty tears
because she doesn’t know who to cry for
him or her
