Friday, April 13, 2007

i guess that's the way life is when you've got quotas to fill.

i guess that's the way life is when you've got quotas to fill.

machine works
stretching each and every ounce of what you've got left.
say hello in smacks.
don't try to please your man he says
with whispers and with winks.

underneath the window sill
a dying plant
(perhaps a rose too long planted in a vase)
cries to you--
it cries to its mother--
for all the tears of blood you've spilled.
a dagger in the heart is but a gear in the machine
and with each twist you turn
a little slower.

5 comments:

Kimber said...

Let's go get tattoos...

tiffany said...

You buying? I want a Pingu.

Kimber said...

When I start getting child support, I might be able to afford it!! LOL I was going to pay for a tat for you like 4 years ago anyway!!
I want a dagger...

Froyd said...

*poke* are you still alive?

*poke*
*poke*

tiffany said...

Yeah. I don't have internet right now. I've been having problems viewing this at Dunn Bros. It's too much for the computer to load without shutting down or something.