the hissing a fixture
of my daily life
gave up a chance at a wife
livid and aloof I’m living
don’t ask for the truth
Tag: hiss
poem: hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss
hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss
hiss hiss hiss
art’s fun ain’t it?
hiss hiss
more’s coming you know?
stick around won’t you?
it’s free after all
(except not for me)
or even you either
in the sense that a glance and you’ve read it
[$lifeExpectancy =- 1 $glance]
hiss hiss
