Wednesday, 26 November 2008

all to yourself

Having said you tickled my dreams
and made me laugh,
heaven sent,
you opened my beans
and only used half

Seemingly apparent
in a tatty black dress,
raiding fridges,
hiding wrinkles under your vest,
all over your chest

Now I know that all you ever wanted was yourself
up on your shelf,
Virus, tumor, fat consumer
drinking my health
all to yourself

Passing blame to evil employers,
shame on you
Light reflected world destroyers
Why not sue?
Seize your opportunities,
shame on me,
trample, maim and disregard
because life can be mean

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