Poems from Memorabillia
I write this poem for the kids with three textbooks in their backpack everyday
because scoliosis is a term coined by the public school...
I'm covered in filth
in the impure
skin covered in a retched disease
so water, water wash away
all the dirt and leaves
My brain is rotting...
"I like you"
I said it
you stood there stuttering
trying to spatter up some sort of apology
You finally spat out
"I'm sorry"
It was quiet...
What an idiot
just one big fucking idiot
I should have told you
I just didn't know it at the time
I couldn't have done what she can
I can'...
Yeah the skys are gray
so what if the oceans not clear
I don't care about pollution
I don't care no one holds me dear
It doesn't matter...