Thinking on the passing of a good friend’s old professor

by Depths of My Soul on September 16, 2008 |   Trackback URI   |     Email This Post Email This Post   |   2 Views  

this one found with death around his neck
this one found with it deep inside his head

futile life takers, seize the day
squeeze too tight,
George I think I
killed it

why is God such a heartless bitch?
we’re all more than just a little crazy
and God doesn’t care any more than
he has to

Why so serious? you
ignorant truthseeker you
it’s as knows as the plane
behind your face

behind brown/blue/grey eyes
she/he laughed and
smiled how I
melted into her
disgusting hands

was he afraid, alone
out of mind, body
out of time to tell
God I love you
~~
Destructive fists pound pavement
what good was that?
you’re all too literal
too logical to love


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