into the frying pan. by Jared Fladelandrifle a shot of truth through the head
and the mess that ensues
is splattered cartilage, sinew, and brain matter.
speak in distorted nothingness
and we get numb, cynical,
and wheeled around in a wheel chair up and down a hallway
until lunch, then dinner,
until bed comes around the corner.
an omelet sure sounds good at this point. 10/19/2008 Author's Note: ha. this makes me giggle.
Posted on 10/20/2008 Copyright © 2024 Jared Fladeland
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