I’m sick to death of morning:
Rude ringtone in a loop,
a smartphone challenge,
“Go ahead and break me, fucker,
go ahead and find the snooze.”
Monthly Archives: October 2014
Bad Breath
Vent sweet fury
in a burst of halitosis,
fling “Fuck” at reason,
and revel in rage.
Us
“Who are they?”, we dare not answer,
they and we are much the same,
we, a name for claiming credit,
they, for when assigning blame.