Squatters Rights

Poems inspired by life experiance such as this short poem that stems from one such life experiance.

Thoughts are spinng round and round some are deep while others profound.
Shut the world out stand my ground i cant hear you did you make a sound.
It's my deamon my minion hound my ignorance and bliss abound do you see anyone around.
Check the papers see if he's dead thats what some of my close freinds said.
Wake up in a lonely bed checked my pulse i am not dead self aware not made of lead.
Chased the dragon caught upto the wagon squatters rights not such a bad one.
Things seem real and start to get clear then begins the onset of fear i must exist be real be here.
Remember things you once held dear try them again get off your rear they are reasons to not live in fear.
Then comes all the normal shit late for work get out your pit cant stand it boss is a git.
Then you think me settle down keep this job have a woman around take on a different kind of hound.
Do the normal have a kid throw it a party hire a clown called syd remember back and lift the lid.
Grow old grow wise, if asked advice please this advise beware the minion hounds disguise.



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Inspiration for poetry can come from absolutely anywhere or from any past or anticipated life experience desire ambition love lust hate doubt even negative feelings and emotions are responsible for outburts of creativity in the meekest of personalities