Read Poem by Fidget Poetry

i’ve got this goddamn fan on high
and i’m cycling through all my bad dreams
meanwhile these two maladjusted pipes
dangling over my head
bang out another lost cause symphony
while my glossy eyed dog
stares into space
begging me to come home

theories about how to get well
stories about singing the blues
poems about cancer spreading my love
that is all i need right now
nothing complicated
nothing out of the ordinary
just a good old fashioned
hanging of the soul

Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film.

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