16 April 2012

LOOKING AT HOUSES

i can dig dirt for nothing
i mean money

mean work real hard at looking
like working

to cry you an am sorry
for being this old and unreasonable

it's a storm i'd like to blame
and wishing to save the me

body slowly deflates
of what an i owns is just air

a sack of me's and bile and heaving
the smell of a can't swim

eyes make for slow drowning
but what is said

as if a past something
is worth more than another nothing

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