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"No One Here Has A Bad Day"
Too busy to be
of service to me
held in
tight backwards growth
height shallow
crush
full
blown desire
in-grown aptitude
squandered
in the hallways.
Menial
mental
red-faced
bore call for
help
pause
no help.
Toxic sanitized
for
bulk enjoyment
gauze
wrapped pure white
stains the black
wedding gown.
Bacteria forming
foaming mouth
rinse the repeat
take
a side.
Rigor mortis
setting in
the soul
linger
scent of
formaldehyde.
Bleached
the inside
of my eyes
altered patterns
different lives want
what
you have not
what you have
to give.
Impossibilities
seem to stack
floor to ceiling
head to heart
like a hoarder
gone wild.
Week to week
making me weak
too tired
to get the pants
below the knees
change the sheets
on another
dream
reality
lost in the fog of
not good enough for me.
Nonsense
application
verbal aptitude
perfect score
in
adding up
the sums
of
a lost case
head case
just a case
of the
all-consuming heart.
This is
what
you get.
No one
here has
a bad
day.
Fake nice impressed
upon the psyche
to get
the job
done.
(c) LBD 2013
3:45 PM - Sunday, Oct. 27, 2013
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