Thursday, August 12. 2010
Marcel is wrong
I like my prose
no better than my verse
And all these words
I puke up are a curse
I wish I had
no need to think and write
As for my mind
I wish it was just white
An overdose
could not be any worse
Than never-ending
Aches of giving birth
I should be dead
I never learned to fight
This horrid force
to be a clown's insight
© 2010
no better than my verse
And all these words
I puke up are a curse
I wish I had
no need to think and write
As for my mind
I wish it was just white
An overdose
could not be any worse
Than never-ending
Aches of giving birth
I should be dead
I never learned to fight
This horrid force
to be a clown's insight
© 2010
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