Work.

I don't want to have a job of any kind, I don't even want to walk to the kitchen to get water, I'll take my days dishonest and free, thank you.

I don't want to have a job of any kind, I don't even want to walk to the kitchen to get water, I'll take my days dishonest and free, thank you.

December 10th, 2009 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

Cold Shower.

Short-tempered, ill-humored, fell best, Son of a bitch, water heater, I curse thee! Curse thee!

Short-tempered, ill-humored, fell best, Son of a bitch, water heater, I curse thee! Curse thee!

December 6th, 2009 | All Poems, Home Life Poems | No comments