Thursday, March 24, 2011

Scape hope

Cleaning the ear wax off my new ear buds - so zuper
Keeping the hours to watch the minutes - das zuper
The government taking a percentage of  super
Take the garbage to where my heart is left out - tis zuper.

Holding my son as he sleeps in slumber.
Praising my son as he takes his book to view.
Kissing the window that my sleepy son stares through.
Hearing the apology but my life is asunder.

How did I get here what do you want.
Make my life reasonable stop being a shonk
All fun robbed and my identity questioned
My soul is akimbo, deadened and blended.

Is this an attack or life giving me a smack?


  


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