November 2011
67 posts
A Peom.
Not appropriate.
So jump ship.
No such thing as etiquette.
So get off my shit.
No sympathy.
No soul, really.
A heart: boom boom…that’s it.
No feeling.
So dodge the gun.
No thing, but careless fun.
So disappear.
No want for love.
Let’s make that clear.
No future in store.
So go find more.
No empathy.
So, so empty.
No patience for stupidity.
So run, run away...
October 2011
35 posts
show to me
nexuchunin:
a poet who has any measure of success and i’ll show you
a dead man.
