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Author: Sam Freek
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Information Overload - Poetry by Sam Freek
Information Overload
Sliding sideways and suspended in a bubble I was put on hold
In a media head wondering what happens now?
Who was pulling the strings
I was alerted to the organised chaos while the air turned blue
Intruders became unknown
Spoilt for choice
You think its all so saporous
You are the fixer
Flicking through my recollections
Wrenching on my discomfort
by Sam Freek
For more surreal poetry click away over here ---------------------------------- surreal poetry
Author: Sam Freek
Sliding sideways and suspended in a bubble I was put on hold
In a media head wondering what happens now?
Who was pulling the strings
I was alerted to the organised chaos while the air turned blue
Intruders became unknown
Spoilt for choice
You think its all so saporous
You are the fixer
Flicking through my recollections
Wrenching on my discomfort
by Sam Freek
For more surreal poetry click away over here ---------------------------------- surreal poetry
Author: Sam Freek
Shopping Trolley - Poetry by Sam Freek
Shopping Trolley
Emancipated from the bandages
An old man became sour
She was too beautiful to talk
Waiting for the results
The pathfinder was high on visionary tales
We ran on the hamster wheel
Emailed in a number of requests
73 was the lucky number of the day
A man stole a shopping trolley
Street furniture covered in graffiti
What is your chosen medicine?
Drunks pretending to be Irish
Whats life like on the shelf?
There is no hook to this song
I don't want to watch TV
by Sam Freek
For more surreal poetry click away over here ---------------------------------- surreal poetry
Author: Sam Freek
Emancipated from the bandages
An old man became sour
She was too beautiful to talk
Waiting for the results
The pathfinder was high on visionary tales
We ran on the hamster wheel
Emailed in a number of requests
73 was the lucky number of the day
A man stole a shopping trolley
Street furniture covered in graffiti
What is your chosen medicine?
Drunks pretending to be Irish
Whats life like on the shelf?
There is no hook to this song
I don't want to watch TV
by Sam Freek
For more surreal poetry click away over here ---------------------------------- surreal poetry
Author: Sam Freek
