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Honorable Mention The Art of Influence
Frequent Phil
You say get out of here, you tell me to leave this place
But who was it that sent you reports from the front lines of disgrace?
I won't walk silently into the endless night
I won't sit down, I won't lay down for the dying of the light
He sprinkled gris gris on the streets of his hometown
Ten years later, a trapper from the coast found the tracks that he laid down
Founded a cult religion using new technology
Now, my soul has been expanded by one-handed typists and it feels like a disease
You say get out of here, you tell me to leave this place
But who was it that sent you reports from the front lines of disgrace?
I won't walk silently into the endless night
I won't sit down, I won't lay down for the dying of the light
He sprinkled gris gris on the streets of college town
Ten years later, a mother and a daughter found the tracks that he laid down
Furthered the cult religion through the new technology
Now, my soul has been imploded by one-handed typists and it's more than a disease
You say get out of here, you tell me to leave this place
But who was it that sent you reports from the front lines of disgrace?
I won't walk silently into the endless night
I won't sit down, I won't lay down for the dying of the light
No, I won't sit down, I won't lay down for the dying of the light
Frequent Phil has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Frequent's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Frequent's latest works: