I write stuff that I think is okay sometimes. And maybe some poetry. Fuck, it's mostly poetry.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Conversation with the End - 5/11/10

I heard her call to me
She said:
A brand new skyline
will renew you

I told her I could not.
These buildings
must fall

Then she called to me
and said:
You will fail in all you do
You will never succeed
No one is ever truly free

Tell me
I said
What is it you think of me?

When she called to me
she said:
Your life is a labyrinth
with a key at the end
That key will release you
but then you’ll be dead

I told her
that’s dreary and dry

She came to me
and said:
watch for the birds, son
they’ll shit on your head.

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