poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2008


Don't laugh at me now
I don't dare bow down
I don't know how to handle
But I'll see you around

I feel my fingers twitch
I feel my browns frown
I feel my feet escaping
But I won't leave this ground

Don't laugh at me now
Don't point your finger at me
That's all I need to blow
That's what I need exactly

I can kill you with my stare
And just so you know
You were never there
When I needed you holmes