Tuesday, February 19, 2008

a bad poem (that's how desperate i am)

my house is a mess.
my nose has an itch, i feel like a bitch.
no cheer cheer cheer
kids drank too much beer beer beer.
too many animals.
too many living things.
untrained animals.
semi-trained kids.
out of control. can't believe they call me Mom.
medicated. half medicated. quarter medicated.
mixing things up. experimenting.
mad mad mad
sad sad sad
thinking about why the "s" doesn't take up quite the room that the "m" does in those two previous sentences.
sex sex sex
mex mex mex
like to do one, like to eat the other.
but don't feel like doing much of either when i'm between dosages of
lex lex lex
and today i hate my
ex ex ex

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