Pelicans

Posted: May 7, 2014 in Insane Poetry, Love Poetry
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Wrote this poem a few weeks ago and posted it somewhere else but not here

Pelicans

Loaded pistol thoughts
Aim and shoot
Baby, my life is stuck
So let’s move on
Follow the road
That leads to our hope
Grab from above
Before this rope breaks up.

Swallowed by the sea
Mr. Poseidon and guests
Baby, sometimes I feel sick
So let’s move on
Follow the road
That leads to our place
Grab from above
Before this space is taken up.

I’m moving with the beat of the drum
What do you want me do, love?
I’m following the beat of my heart
Oh, baby, grab from above, grab from above.

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