Peaked and Pointless : Part 3

So endless

and annoyed

Despite such marks

in an eye much

lost and much so,

much so and much

ever so

in such a trivial


drunken phase.

Hopes and prayers to

your sweet death,

hopes and prayers to

the end of such

a ritual that is

so and is so.

Was so,

was ever so

and was carried

on in a repetition

of such a


of such a


trivial, such a

common over repetition

of such a begone


Be struck

hopeless in moronic drunken

and lonely stupor.

Hopeless stupors

where illusion is but a mind

is but a heart.


Published by James J Jackson

I'm a poet from California.

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