Fallen Poem by Walter C. Edwards
Fallen
Oh my god have I fallen at last,
with someone with such a jaded past,
I look into your eyes,
just to see the indecision,
and it just does not last,
hard hit like a fool,
batter on the brain,
am I slain,
loin taken down,
railed in flapping all the way,
up upon the shore,
but I am not a keeper,
just thrown back in,
left to wither with this hook,
left in my mouth.
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