Thursday, March 5, 2015

Re: bad days

You're quite funny–
you think you know bad?
Try being sick, or crazy, or mad.

Look at you,
you know nothing of this.
You needlessly yearn but have nothing to miss.

You're inventing problems
your strawberries froze!??
I've never eaten one of those.

bad days

My strawberries froze
my friends are upset
the walls know
the coroner I met

Hibernation is over
the blue bells run dead
the battering red rover
has left us in shreds

The landscape drips oil
our ever blunder
o'er wasteland we toil
and defeated, fall asunder

I must bring myself to say
Sometimes I fear these are very bad days.