HATE IS RUNNING SHOES
Connor's Poetry Workshop
From random words picked – Hate & Running Shoes
Despicable in essence
Just full of empty remorse
He smiles so easy,
a regular ole joe.
He just doesn’t know
the hourglass is pounding.
Preparations are made,
the gun is in place.
With every breath I count his sins,
with every shoelace I tighten the noose.
They say ignorance is bliss,
but for me the lethal weapons are on my feet.
Pure unadulterated hatred fuels my Jordan’s
to commit the ultimate crime of mercy.
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SICKNESS IS GRAND CENTRAL
From random words picked – Sickness & Grand Central
Notice anything different
jostling through the crowd?
An indeterminate amount of cultures
surround you at Grand Central.
No, not the kind you are thinking about.
The kind you put in petrie dishes.
For you are blind to all the myriad
of sickness in the throng of normalcy.
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DISAPPOINTMENT IS HEADPHONES
From random words picked – Disappointment & Headphones
You walk through life
with a spring in your step.
A snappy grin on your lips
for one and all as you
jog through the neighborhood
of your misfortune
to the tune of another heartbreak
Humorous to think these fools believe your lie.
Your headphones are on but nothing is playing
just like inside.