Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Poem of the Day 09.24.08

Just accepted yesterday in Gloom Cupboard. It's a UK mag, so our man has gone international.

to die

rows of cubicles
idle chatter
stacks of papers
chained to a desk
chained to a computer
commuter traffic
bland food
and sleepless nights.

when i was a child
i couldn’t wait
to grow.
but now as an adult
i wonder what the hurry was.
it must’ve been to die.
it was to die
this way.

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