Like That - Whats The Deal Loose Wheel Poem by sean north

Like spending time
doing all kinds of junk

seems just to try to feel the funk

Now all these memories
lightly linger

like a little babies sticky finger

Walking around
with these laces undone

feeling the feel in the end of a gun

Moving around
with it's hole in ahead

wondering how one ever gets this said

Been beating up time
with some rock in the clock

putting two feet through the holes in a sock

Pacing around like
some a fool in a cell

for a day or a year or more you cant tell

Down on those knees
pulling out all that hair

only going where s#ts closed or signs say beware

Crawling drunkenly
across grass sand and tar

still squeezing those wounds n scratching the scar

Musts be like we am cain
cos we sure d0nt seem damm able


to see all these cards that be dealed to this table