Tuesday, April 12, 2011

when will we make another list?

i've been
pretty sick
of that
shitty list
of thou shall not's
for a long, long
time, now

what a way
to exist

to go by
a list
of things
not to
do

this planet
seems like
just one
giant
over-populated
open air
prison

we so called
free
creatures

filled
w/red blood cells
each in the shape
of a microscopic
'no'
This blog is updated irregularly and has nothing to do with the poet's output. The poet is actually disturbingly prolific. He writes about 5 poems per day. The pages are everywhere, even stacked in the bathtub.