I woke up today covered in,
Dried tapioca pudding,
A steadily growing sense of impending doom.
My unspoken apology for each,
Of your unspoken warnings,
Those smiles that make me nauseous every time.
But please give me a few more days,
Before you bail out,
Maybe we can pretend this mess never happened.
The cleaning lady will be
Pissed about the sheets,
She probably wouldn't understand us, either.
| That was funny and actually pretty thought provoking depending on how the reader decides to interpret it. A funny scenario comes to mind from that movie trainspotting. I dunno if you've seen it but if you have, the part where spud [censored] the bed! HAHAHA! Oh well I know that has nothing to do with the meaning of this piece but thanks for inspiring a funny snippet from a great movie.|
|| Posted on 2007-01-04 00:00:00 | by fryte | [ Reply to This ] |