Tuesday, April 22, 2008

3/5/07 2:17am (Poem)

It’s hard for me to carry sleep

When these issues weigh like tons on my mind

What’s mine is mine

What’s yours is yours

What’s mine, for whatever reason is yours

It’s hard for me to care for what’s yours

When you never let me forget

What’s mine is yours

What yours is yours

What mine is nothing?

It’s hard for me to live with you

With a car dangling over my head

With your eyes over my shoulder

When I’m pummeled and powerless

When you scream grow up

When you cut off my balls

When you hold the clever remove my roots

When you dangle security like a carrot to a mule

And there’s nothing I can do

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