no, i have no taste for it
i breathe a slow breath and
you sigh into the balloon
it expands into a long winded
lie, a tale of deceit, a tattered
worn book you bought with a dime.
cheap lies, dirty minds, foolish
waste lingering behind. don’t
saddle me with this bullshit
you peddle to feed your feeble
spine, a load of bullshit in repeat
eating your young and spitting
out fire to your wicked inward denial.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by Alexas Fotos from Pexels
#Poetry #Shortverse #Jackass
Jay. This is a really great piece. The emotions are intense and imagery vivid. Really, really enjoying your page.
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Hey thanks so much Tara, I’m really glad to hear that. Thanks for your continued feedback
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You’re welcome!
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So well written as always! I love this one, you inspire me as a poet 🖤
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Thank you Ace! What a nice compliment my friend, I greatly appreciate your support. Have a great weekend.
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Very powerfully expressed poem 👏👏
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Thanks d.a.!
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You’re very welcome indeed
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I loved the line of sigh in balloon and it expands! Beautiful
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Thank you!
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