Polby Saves is an American contemporary versist, who feels more comfortable shielding him/herself behind a pseudonym.
Polby writes stream of consciousness, dearth of conscience, and confessional type o' verse and prose. Laments and Elegies. Like You, (s) he's probably a Liar.
Polby offers attrition of and by sin
Wants to help you
Because the end times, they are already HERE.
Contact: polbysaves@hotmail.com
For the sake of this 'conversation' (read: mild power struggle)
You're right. 'I don't really mean all that'
I'll agree, concede....Pretend I do not
If it puts color back in your cheeks
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The mind doesn't Reel
It Clacks
At or near the frontal lobe
A temple eroding, I suppose
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I'm surrounded by the sounds of f**king idiocy
The television that never shuts off or up
The moronic laughter at the low brow sit-com
Do you realize the sound you emit
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Depression is reading bad poetry
Written by merely dysthmic people
Depression is people which does result in
Hell (thanks Jean-Paul)
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It's not enough to merely speak w/ enthusiasm
Even most 'actions' go unnoticed, unheeded
Hate to say it, a succession of blunt force
Possibly perceived as violent
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