tagNon-Erotic PoetryIt's The Pits

It's The Pits

byJack Gates©

Its The Pits.

Down, down, we're going down,
the brakes are off, no control.
Down, down, we're hurtling down,
like a barrel, we are on the roll.
Down, down, we're spinning down,
the reins have snapped, we've got our head.
Down, down, we're bolting down,
we are on a slope, it's madness inbred.
Down, down, we're tumbling down,
futures bleak, there is no benefit.
Down, down, we're pitching down,
headlong, there's no bottom to the pit.

Jack Gates.

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