Poem, poetry, Uncategorized


Oh, just screw her

her idiotic nonsense, pills and blood tests

she knows nothing

she does think you are sub-human

and it’s not just your paranoid thinking

she will tell you to keep your hopes low

to abide

to society and treatment

and then

she will charge your 300 dollars

and go for a fucking dinner

with her boring husband

in meatpacking district



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s