Sunday, March 20, 2011

Subtract




Stuffy, sweaty air to breath,
wet inside, Hole to see.
Yelling, screaming, SShh I hear,
climb in sis, "get in here".

Looking out, whisper, spit,
spraying out all her shout.

Hitting, banging, haul on out,
listen, seeing what they shout.

Hiding from the fists I fear!
I can't breath!  It's tight in here.

Father, Mother, I was hatched.
I don't like any of that.

Smashing, hashing, smoking, neat?
Drinking, blinking, this is Tea?

Let me out!
Put me back.
I won't shout!
if you don't tout.

You're not mine.
No Mom and Dad.
It's not sad,
if you add 

Subtraction.
K.A.P.
5/19/2009

No comments: