Once, I

Olde Punk/RamJet Poetry

RamJet Poetry

Once, I

A proverbial mushroom

in the closet

fed you know what

eat me and get high for a while

vomit me back into the toilet

I will eventually make my way back

into your drinking water.

There’s no hiding it.

I’m down deep and you know it.

Just flush and stop staring at me…

I’m a wadded piece of gum

used and dry, stuck to the bottom

upside down, always looking at the ground

in shadow, hoping to get scraped

discarded in the bin

I believe it would be

an improvement.

I was a noble sea creature, beached upon

dark strand, desiccated by midday sun

lessened and hardened, blackened

changed into something


my once bright truth, now tainted

turned to deceit

and most sinister

lies that become the monster

left behind after

time and circumstance have done.

Flash your photos

and put my pic in the tabloids

‘ancient evil dies…

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