Thursday, January 10, 2008

Nails In A Coffin

Some days, its just not worth
waking up and taking bath
shaving and wearing the same clothes
and come to the meathouse
to murder the muses

Some days its just not worth
putting fuel in this machine
to cough sputter and stop
on way
to destruction

Some days its just not worth
going through 15 blogs and more
throwing words and wisdom
into the unknown
when no one comes to read my shit

Some days its just not worth
writing words in rhyme
or being funny
sarcastic
cool
weird and a host of other things
amongst being a "poet"

Some days its just not worth
being in love
or hate for that matter
or any kind of feeling
some days the only minor relief is
to still be able to say and believe
fuck it all.

The days hammer  like nails in the coffins of our lives.

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BAH!

5 comments:

  1. Cheer up!Tomorrow things would look better.TC

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  2. Well, it looks as if you've got a good handle on what's going on in your head. You articulate it well and it's a bit humourous in a way - to boot. So, I'd have to say I like it.
    If you feel like reading something entirely different--stop by Poetikat's and see what resurrects in my brain in the middle of the nights!
    Kat
    (making you a "blogfellow" - if you like my stuff, please do the same.) Also, will add you to our "poet's ring".

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  3. oh yes....fuck it all.
    no...FUCK FUCK FUCK IT ALL!
    i fell better!!

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  4. First fuck it nd then chuck it.
    Meathouz...hmm
    out of the college nd into the office...pretty sad.no life dammit.

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  5. Sameera...
    Hey this was a cheery poem! ;)

    Kathleen...
    You are linked mam! I like the way you phrased your comment. ;)

    D...
    Don't fall na, feeeel it ;)

    TOT...
    Nah dood, fuck it then fuck it again. Life is sad by default, for everyone ;)

    Cheers all!

    N

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