Tuesday, November 18, 2008

there is nothing as disgusting as fake perfection

like bright plastic,
like frozen food

like that shit you hear on pop radio

i want something real,
strong and alive.

remember when life was worth living?

don't let if fade away,
there's still time left...

1 comment:

VIKKI CORE said...

THIS IS A SIMPLE POEM AND I LIKE IT BECAUSE ITS DIFFERENT AN ITS BLUNT ABOUT LIFE WELL THATS HOW I TOOK IT.