Thursday, August 12, 2010


Fairly Italy

Well that was weird.   I’m sure
they were tired of it already.

I resist your culture to facade.
I am effortless in its wake.

Step one: she spoke of
ziggurats.   You should have

known it’s just a potion that
lasts longer.   Pretense pretense

and scared.   Pipe up if you
want to mean anything.

I don’t mean you’re mean.
Fine, catch me with my

defenses down.   Some
family fallout but I’ve

got to move on.   Why
else would he avoid me?

Clearly I’m back to square
one and never more square.

Clearly there’s a bruise on my
mouth in the shape of a boot.

Clearly he was all guilty.
Like him a big ugly brute.