Dr. God
Posted by admin on September 22nd, 2009
Oh, squandered joy!
I stepped out this evening to
channel my insomniac rapture
and found only comatose masses
staggering through the streets with
Opaque eyes
Fangs bared
I backed away from them into
putrid alleys
led by the glow of a cigarette
where stolen bits of conversation
fed my roving mind.
Selecting bits and pieces,
I composed a letter to God
as an example of my plight,
hoping he could see it in his divine wisdom
to give me the day off.
Just one
to let me clear my mind of this
bric-a-brac existence.
Please God,
give me one day.