Friday, February 23, 2007

Last Nerve

Somehow, he found my last nerve,
ripped it out of my body,
threw it on the floor,
then jumped up and down on it.

I've been told I don't suffer fools gladly.
And, as the days grow short,
as I mark days in black between now
and the beyond,
I suffer less gladly.

At this rate,
I'm sure to become a misanthrope.

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