[oh lord]


how is it possible



that's the way it is
to stand pushed into a corner
swallowing saliva

[get use to it
it's my life]

i look like me
arms-legs-in between
but my hair
my hair is on fire

and i have never eaten yellow snow
cause it's all about c h o i s e s
the freedom to choose
isn't it glorious?

thank you world
thanks for yellow snow
and saliva

i made my choices
that made me bend beautifully
now i want to be a pot

that is all




Poetry by MadinSane
Read 966 times
Written on 2005-11-21 at 20:33

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