June 2, 2016

Scrolling

This poem was brought to you by the bad habits of Peter

Scrolling

by lordpeterofquelch
Scrolling downwards
Never stopping
Sinking slowly into hell

Hell is dark blue apparently
I could never tell

Lists of things
Assault my eyes
Like barbed wire from
A blunderbuss
Probing deep inside my head

I soon sink to
A sweet release
Giving mercy to my brain
Now in a frantic fit
That ceases my sleep pattern
Forever and eternity
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