Category : Poems

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The fragility
of the human race
royally
pisses us off
for, being
immortal
by nature,
we expect
a whole lot more
and get a lot less
than we American Dreamed.

I saw you,
totally
undeserving
of your lot,
and wished
that it could
be exchanged
for mine
somehow.  But,
it doesn't quite
work that way,
now does it?
I guess.

Like everything 
else around here,
it never does.

Tell me something else
I haven't already
haven't figured out.
Not yet.