Wednesday, November 9, 2011

In Morning

Lonely mouse myself
Slides the shoji with no thump
Pulling clothes on pantomime
Takes me twice the time
To ready myself for work
And slip out the door

Terminal autumn sun caresses
Like an older parent
Asshole-in-face waiting
Then asshole-in-face riding
Bang my head
Searching for change

At the office
Second hand dead man’s shirt
And frayed clown shoes
No tie never nowadays
When I’m safely in the pen
Until slaughtering time

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