Tuesday, August 20, 2013

ode to beer part two

yes no good slime of the earth
you perch upon the backs of all
hoping it doesn't get to cold this winter
no electricity
water frozen
big problems
my god why don't i die already
the birds will come back and expect bread
to feed their young
and pools of water to bathe in.
how many months?
three. the birds will be back to feed
and i should be ready.
when there are not enough seeds or berries to survive.
i fed you to early and you left
your berry soaked shits on my car.
you could have hit the trees i would have gotten the message.
i don't keep my responsibilities healthy.
i barely care about me.
who the hell
am i talking to anyway
side tracked.

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