Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Sitting in a room

There are complications
In every day life. At times these complications
Overshadow everything that ever
Was and anything that ever shall be.
I'm too tired to remember
Yet too tired to
Persevere with anything other
Than the hairs on my chinny-
Chin-chin but one day
They shall be gone as well.
Dust shall gather upon my bones
As maggots gnaw and chew my
Sinews. What more is there?