Lost in Transition ajb911: lost in transition where exactly is my position is it east bound and down further out west standing upon new ground north south oh the crap that comes out my mouth given to strife this ain't no kind a life to live in the crapper passed out in the gutter my heart skips a beat as it flutters suddenly it stops cold as it ends up in the grave that it has dug. | poems Chat Room Similar Conversations |