Monday, August 5, 2013

dead and bloated (poem)

 painting by rudy rios
dead and bloated

when i break i fall apart like that
i stay broken for sometime
then slowly i pick up the pieces
put 'em in a sack
so now i am a bag of bones
with a mind of their own
glancing at the skies
peering at the stars
i have no idea why
things go on like that
friends fall apart
i stay home
people come, people go
sometimes i paint myself into a corner
leaving footprints, paint under my shoe

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