Sifting through….
Filled with the moment of annoyances
And all around single-celled bodies
That I just want to scream through
Like a little daunting bark
That never seems to bite
In a tolerable pattern of shit
And a dollar for everyone
That cares…
Rambling in my ear
The voices of one, two or
More of nothingness that
Some thrive on
And what embodies
Importance makes me cringe
When I look out…
September 25, 2009 at 10:55 AM
Awesome poetry. Thank you for sharing this. I look forward to reading more