Monday, May 23, 2011

Living is Messy

blood oozing and tracked across the world
tears blended with dust,  sadness, and frustration
dog drool dripped on dusty floors
with broken hearts only breaking masks 
and fragments of imagination in piles behind the door

the broken egg white mingling with bacon grease
fragrant with the empty nights  of the lonely
and death knocking at the back door
it is a messy life
not worthy of order

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