teeth by Angela Thomas you know what, you're a lousy fucking friend, when was the last time that you contributed anything at all to my life? the last time you listened or at least pretended to care? seriously, you are only in it for you. and i don't get that. because even when i've been in it for me, i can see people around me and i can care about them. after i drop you, and your friends, off as close to your apartment as possible, the cabbie turned to me. and i felt a small drop hit my hand. he said, be careful of dogs. they're not smiling at you, they're showing their teeth. and i think that he meant that for you. and he's right. you're not smiling at me. not waving goodbye. you're fang bearing. teeth proud, and hungry for blood. i will not give you any. anymore. 09/24/2008 Posted on 09/24/2008 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Nanette Bellman on 09/25/08 at 05:23 PM Who knew cabbies were full of such insight...great read. Posted by Melissa Panther on 09/25/08 at 10:05 PM I love this, the strong ending is especially grand. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)