Treasure Island

Little King of Sorrows


Wonderland


My hand in ascension.
"Can I have your ATTENTION! "
Poets like these.
The first point of mention.
Another detention, yet slight in dimension.
Lack of expression, not a poetry session.
This is not my profession. Just my hidden obsession.
My skill didn't lessen. I feed on progression.
No moral or lesson.
Simplicity born of the womb of my guessin.
Simply just messin!
A deranged confession.
Another invention.
Of my own retention.
Healing infection.
Another selection.
From childhood collection.
Wonderland section.
Caterpillars reflection.
The rhythmic injection,
done to perfection.
In my recollection.
Just a suggestion.
While I ask you this question.



WHO?

WHO?

WHO R U?

Submitted: Saturday, March 16, 2013

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