Threw… [POEM]

ever since its been you,
every sense has been you
i’ve been sent to be sentenced
ever since we’ve been through
so it is with sentiment that i do
situated into the silhouettes
of simple and soon
even sick of it’s true
overwhelmed by the sentry
i’ve yet slipped into subdue
sifted into it’s through
styptic until anew
bound about the sordidness,
so it is in its simplest that i move
a sickness that sits amiss
a well that your healing undo’s
oh well, i am stripped of my shoes
so planted in this sand
i am shifting of shrewd
selling the stock of my value
or else being confused
a doctrine of civilized silliness,
several songs being spewed
we are the sort of subordinate
that sink by the screwed
we sold-out for settling
setting a precedent of sacrilege
eating souls made of stew
saying i don’t for the sake,
so that i don’t shake saying, “i do”

… ever since its been you,
every sense has been you
i’ve been sent to be sentenced
ever since we’ve been through.

-see

©2016 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet

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