wait...... nevermind by Daryl Feinthis educational program was brought to you by cable in the classroom,
Mr. wizard, I need a reason to fight
there is no shame in dressing up in drag to slay the post man,
I declare a truce, wait.... nevermind,
strange days surrounded in fog,
no amount of apples can cure this,
all encompassing desire,
digital display... bring me to zion
free me from this wander lust,
an empty pack of death sticks,
half a jug of toilet wine,
waiting,
theres no need to fear,
theres not enough time,
let us destroy the innocence,
so the world can weep like I do,
as they watch their children die.
12/05/2003
Author's Note: this was just crazy rambling....theres no need to read too deeply into this, but if you decide to get butt-hurt anyway. whatever
Posted on 12/05/2003 Copyright © 2024 Daryl Fein
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Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/24/03 at 03:10 PM oh, the joyus butt which smarts for such hurting. and sometimes that joy is in superceding convention, with such elegance and direction as this poem offers |
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