how to work four-letter words into a poem

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

(because what's a holiday without bad poetry?)

when life curves and you can't see straight
there's too much shit to navigate
the last five years were a mistake -
pack up your bags and make a date

when day segues into mindnumbed day
your soul's past dead and in decay
no phrase means less than "i'm okay" -
board the damn plane and fly away

when love means people you can't please
work has you handcuffed on your knees
your fridge is out of wine and cheese
the best intentions count the least -

don't hold your breath and wait for peace
say fuck it all! and go to greece


beaches, bazaars, booze, and the best sunsets in the world - I may not come back.

posted by zyn :: 12:54 AM :: 3 Comments :: permalink


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