Drunk by Imitating Art Today has been ever so bittersweet Because of me, you’ll lose your jo I’ll miss seeing your face everyda But because of me you’ll have a be You don’t have the choice to start 1
Thursday Nights by Imitating Art You’re in my head every damn day Intoxicating my thoughts Leaving them astray Your guiding voice Imitating my veins 1
What About Us? by Imitating Art I spent the day wondering about y I spent the evening next to you on Even though we’d get in trouble if I spent the next few hours waiting You told me you’d call me but I h
LT by Imitating Art A man looked at me and asked me fo What good would this knowledge do I glared at him and he seemed to t My darling face and piercing eyes, Curls rolled down my blush red che
Groupie Life by Imitating Art One last thought before I hit the I just can’t stay here I hope you This life isn’t for me I’m becoming a groupie I’d rather be found under a palm t
Something's Not Right by Imitating Art I’ve been in need of help for a ve I’ve gotten lost inside of my mind I’m the poison spreading across my But I can’t escape what already i I’ve been in need of help for a ve 1
Writing on Amphetamines by Imitating Art Recycled thoughts on drugs, you’re Survive your mind and find your de Take a pill, take amphetamines Anything to make you see You were born to BE 1 2
Two of a Kind by Imitating Art Is anybody out there? Why are you all hiding from me? Have I done something in a past l To make me feel so lost? Do I deserve what I’ve been faced
Tease by Imitating Art I’m covered in the ashes of you I’m pulling out my hair My arms are bruised And there’s blood on my palms But I’m drowning in a bottle of w
Revolutionary Rebirth by Imitating Art Dirty dollars down the sink Wash them spin and bubble again Burst into flames with the one you While you’re groping another becau Lines again and shame within
Parker Jennings
over 5 yearsHmm, I imagine this poem being talked towards a corpse. Laid out in an open casket. Really not sure what to make of the twelve toes line...perhaps perception of the person is faulty? This poem made me sit down and think for a good couple minutes