f-u-c-k
fuck the sky
and the birds that fly in the sky
fuck the lake
fuck the trees
why do they lose their leaves every year
fuck the roof of this building
and the snowflakes that fall so softly i can't hear them
even if i press my ear to the wall
and listen to the grinding gears
that hum and sway
fuck the stars
that i can't see because i'm inside
and it's day time anyway
and the sky is overcast
fuck my left sock
because it's got a small hole
and i can feel the shoe as i slide my foot
and rearrange my body
fuck the telephone
that rings rings rings all day and night
because i refuse to answer
fuck the grass
that icy frozen pussy
coats with snow and doesn't
ask about tomorrow
fuck my rage
because it feeds itself
and me
4 comments:
This good, Tiffany. Really good.
Ugh. Obviously, me not write so good.
That's okay. I'm glad you like it.
Good one ..Am a poet too
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