Just Do Not Get It
Speaking true-
Not good enough answer for the flesh,
What now I am trapped.
She burns with eyes to seek,
Another knot line on the bedpost,
Number who knows,
Quick thinking,
Because the truth,
She has no ears.
"Joan is her name,"
"She takes up most my time."
"Faithful she is,"
"Never leaving my side."
Dressed in red,
Len vision,
Failed in the conquer of another prey.
That was close,
I ask forgiveness from Above.
Laughter in Heaven,
"Forget it and walk away my son."
Knowing no one in my life,
Or is that far from the reality?
Joan-
Poetry Her breathes her every moment within me.
Games on my part?
What about the Prey Seeker,
You know Red Fury?
P.S. Some people really do not get it, & cannot take the truth for an answer.
(Humor)
Copyright © Mark Hansen | Year Posted 2007
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