Friday, September 22, 2017

Bones Instead of Banks ~ Poetry / Lyric ~ MobiusTripz

Bones Instead of Banks

I am on empty,
past the fumes,
and past even the "crank but no start".

The battery is all the way run down,
nothing left here but will and grit.

This act is getting older faster than light speed,
and I cannot seem to catch a break,
except in all the wrong places,
bones instead of banks.

I am on empty,
past the fumes,
and past even the "crank but no start".


The battery is all the way run down,
nothing left here but will and grit.

This act is getting older faster than light speed,
and I cannot seem to catch a break,
accept in all the wrong places,

bones instead of banks.

Older faster than light speed,
I cannot seem to catch a break,
accept in all the wrong places,
banking on that end on definite bones.