I don't normally write poetry, mostly because I ahve a hard time keeping the beat and syllable count straight. But sometimes I pull one off. I wrote this on the spot, actually a few minutes ago to be precise.
Electric signs buzzing my brain,
Things going too fast to care for,
The rentacop with matching stick,
Even the Doctor does not know.
I see you walking to my car,
Tapping on my window like hell.
You say "come out here right now son.
I just wanna speak to you please."
I knew you were stroking your piece.
I the marrionette complied,
Allowing you to pull my strings.
"But what is this bag doing here?"
Should I stay or should I just go,
Leave the broadway musical show.
Or should I be cracked wide open,
Should I feel happy to be smashed?
You take me to your robot farm,
You plug me in like a machine,
You zap me with your feel good blues,
Then, "Goodbye we'll be seeing you."
I walk down the street feeling sane,
My two eyes are plus a rose tint.
I'm the wind up doll marching straight,
With a twisted smile on my face.
The faces on the crowded street,
The sounds of people laughing hard,
The world that spun a little fast,
But all within me is broken.
Electric signs buzzing my brain,
Things going too fast to care for,
The rentacop with matching stick,
Even the Doctor does not know.
I see you walking to my car,
Tapping on my window like hell.
You say "come out here right now son.
I just wanna speak to you please."
I knew you were stroking your piece.
I the marrionette complied,
Allowing you to pull my strings.
"But what is this bag doing here?"
Should I stay or should I just go,
Leave the broadway musical show.
Or should I be cracked wide open,
Should I feel happy to be smashed?
You take me to your robot farm,
You plug me in like a machine,
You zap me with your feel good blues,
Then, "Goodbye we'll be seeing you."
I walk down the street feeling sane,
My two eyes are plus a rose tint.
I'm the wind up doll marching straight,
With a twisted smile on my face.
The faces on the crowded street,
The sounds of people laughing hard,
The world that spun a little fast,
But all within me is broken.