Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Ross Vassilev- A Poem

under a big, bad sun

unshaved, unwashed
and planning
on staying that way
my time in this world
is a crushed fly stuck to a wall
if you count all the cars
that go by your bedroom window
day after day
you'll go insane
and then you won't need
tv or a computer
or even a reason to go on living.

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