Friday, December 6, 2013

Just Marking Time

Every day
is a waiting period
I'm just marking time
ripping them off
like used calendar pages
I got through another one
so what?
This isn't living
it's like hell on earth
I felt like a woman once
my breasts bare
hugging the see thru blouses
my nipples hard for you
spraying perfume
anywhere you might touch
yesterday's rainbow has gone
now it just pours
so what?
who in the hell cares?
do you...