Monday, January 28, 2013

Indecent Existence

Scuff on my cuff.
Dirt on my boot.
Frizzing hair.
I'm late.
Bottom of the bottle.
Just missed the bus.
No more ink.
Puddles knee deep.
Shit on the sidewalk.
Brewing storm.
Over cooked eggs.
Sausage instead of bacon.
Lost library card.
End of the lipstick tube.
Cracked screen.
Low battery.
Up a size.
Down a heel.
I'd take all of these things
in exchange for someone
like you.

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