Static Soup


So here I be

ranting away incessantly

to foes and friends

on my crumbling soapbox

pissing into the wind again

Bitter splash back

drenches my frustrated face

Nobody cares

about my worldly views

Which only reinforces

my chronic negativity

Fast approaching is the day

when I will forever go away

Will the indifferent world miss me?

Probably not

soap box

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About @stgreenie

I am my own best friend because I do so enjoy my company

5 responses to “Static Soup”

  1. Barker & Woft says :

    I care.
    I want you to share.
    What do you see
    From your eyes… thee
    Has a view unheard of
    The world over.
    You’re welcome and invited
    If you so desire.
    Cheers.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Sir Morose says :

    Sometimes the audience shows up after the artist is long gone. Keep doing the beautiful work, friend.

    Liked by 1 person

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