hell fell on a giggle and whispers maybe some whiskey too
Lady Lucy Lucifer Of Of The north 1985 (Maine)
Time ever baring and telling its brutal honesty blatant to see as I’m lulled to sleep with the reapers lullaby of promises El has in store for me as she puts braids to my hair lots and lots of knots with a rain check and an IOU and an I love you.
I went down the rabbit hole to check on Alice and her crew she wasn’t lost and the hatter wasn’t mad playing 21 are we ? curiosity doesn’t kill the cat it enlightens her playing mad hatter today whiskey and smoke club spade what a game 21 bust I win I say with a grin pulling at the pit throw the diamonds in already I have a few hearts.
angels in my eyes and a harp unstrung still haven’t sung the blues to my own tune Strumming the steel and my frettin fingers frettinthestring playing the lazy wheel on a rainy day each strum of the steel makes my heart cheer with zeal like a black cat shaking off the wet with the melody of my tune playing wrapped up in you don’t let me go
Angels beg for me to sing again they think highly of me as a friend.
space cadet playing on the frets in June time will tell….
loose lips leaking like a siv the adder lost his head when I ascended hell and it fell on my giggles and whispers in the halls of hells deepest misery and sadness
denial is a child being obtuse to the truth . Hell truly fell on whiskey smoke as I toke another I say let’s roll another as we walk out this joint el shaddai’s foot protects me
About this poem
This poem is written off dreams and life and the throws of the world when it beats you down just laugh and giggle shoot some whiskey and play some cards
Written on November 28, 2023
Submitted by Kimberlydecosta9 on November 29, 2023
Modified by Kimberlydecosta9 on November 29, 2023
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