Friday, April 10, 2009

for people that don't know what it feels like to be an asshole, or


the heavy woman
meanders in front of me,
wildly blemishing

the glorious
hypotenuse that i've mapped
out as my course home.

i kick some crumpled
paper in passive protest;
she pauses, then turns around

slowly, like a globe.
'i'm sorry' she sighs sadly
and then steps aside.

1 comment:

blue roses said...

oh. my. god.

this made me cry.