I am alarmed,
Alarmed by the obnoxious nature of nature.
I am paralyzed,
Paralyzed by the perplexity of stature.
Tormented, I am tormented
The fire seething beneath and beyond.
Simultaneously crushing
Imploding, I was fond.
But I am squeezed, between the asphalt and the rubber.
The tick tock persisting, wishing it would slumber.
I am annoyed,
Annoyed by you and your lofty promise.
I am angered,
Angered by tomorrow’s false witness.
Fucked, I am fucked,
Buried beneath and beyond foot six.
Suffocating forcefully,
Drowning my potential fix.
Do I, do I dare make that call?
Inventing another mirage, I will stumble into fall.
I am ashamed,
Ashamed to say that winter never passed.
I am assaulted,
Assaulted by the memoir of another’s task.
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
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having a bad day? give me a call.
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