A regular because of the bars
Don’t bother looking for them,
No key, nothing to unlock.
Not as useful as his car
Dignity, gone before I saw him,
A new regular at my bar.
Motor mouth pushed out some airlock
Aliens never came back for the wreckage,
No key, nothing to unlock.
The injections put him on par
His reasoning doesn’t have to be mine,
Had nothing to do with those bars.
He survived ahead of my flock
What a runner, what a hyper lucid cock,
key, nothing should be locked.
“Lo and let go.
Return and rebuild the soul,
Regular inside her bars
My key created against her lock.”
About the Creator
Willem Indigo
I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?
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I like where this went. Good poem!