The night turns black,
and when it becomes difficult to track
the sight leaves a major crack.
and when it becomes difficult to track
the sight leaves a major crack.
Crack- a substance which is black
Gives you that which you lack
One which wasn’t on your rack
The surreal world belongs to jack
Frantic mutterings in the shack
Can someone please slap him? Whack!
Crack- where one man goes back in black
Jack in the meanwhile prepares to slack
Do enjoy but watch your back!
2 comments:
Now is your poetry taking a turn for the dark?:-) The rhyming is making it a little laboured...but keep writing...
this is the sissyphian curse, hence the darkness and the rhyming will never leave my style of writing :D
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