a poem of mine

[stonerman420]

i wrote this after reading alot of ginsberg so here goes:

All we do in life
wanting waiting
willing to accept the enevitable
threw the subconsious of our being
remains through all as a shape
shape figures all around
false figures shift the ground
finding there the earth will tell
for the secret of the universe is
within these figures
the figures of you of me of he of she
this was now and forever
begrudged by dust


so what do you guys think? is it just another case of bad poetry or do you like?

[dragonangelbiker]

good job

[imherbert]

It's jazz.