Joey Cloudy online

No More Moon Dreams 

The Moon ! 

The Moon ! 

The bloody moon 

It’s about to drive me bloody loon. 

My heart, my heart, my broken heart 

You may as well ignite your farts. 

And when was the last time you rode a horse 

Or wrote a line in you own voice? 

Someone dead and white once said 

” FUCK THEM” 

What’s going on in your head? 

Appeals to authority 

Common errors in logic 

Mindless, heartless, soul less, sophomoric.  

My pain, my great pain, 

My secret pain, oh no not my 

GREAT SECRET PAIN ! 

Heart of glass feet of clay 

Who writes this shit anyway? 

Poor me this and poor me that 

What bloody load of crap. 

Poor me that, poor me this 

Trite, indulgent, psychic 

Piss on the page next time around 

It’s bound to be somewhat more profound. 

All you’ve taught me 

All I hear is the same old shit 

Dripping into my ear. 

The girl, the girl, I want that girl, 

But only in a perfect world. 

ENOUGH, ENOUGH, ENOUGH of this 

You pompous, posing, pretentious twit. 

More, more, more I say, eagerly 

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