Soda Pop
a work of Poetry by sassy (Bianca Beetson)






He loves me he loves me not, He loves me he Loves me not, why? you're my one and only so pay me what you owe me, please pay at the booth, is this the moment of truth, I am the living proof, mamma gave birth to a stranger's child, who walks the earth, listening for the call of the wild, home is where the heart is, I never knew my name, My mamma was criminally insane, Penetrate my brain, preying for rain, confusing pleasure with pain, trading gut for garters, I've melted some wax to mend these broken wings, excuse me while I kiss the sky, flying high not afraid to die, a bad excuse not a lie, getting closer as time goes by, spent too long waiting, wondering why, Who are you, but what am I, second skin, third eye, I spy with my little eye, perhaps he'll die, open wide, sick inside, eat my pride, slipperly slide, sewerside, I want to hear the B side, I think I will stay inside, Sack the world and make a second start, It touches you close to the heart, each player plays their part, tear me apart, watch me waste, refuge, refugee.

Created on Mon, 15 Sep 1997 and last modified on Fri, 27 Feb 1998.

LOUDonline - http://www.loud.net.au - Wed, 8 Jul 1998