Saturday, April 6, 2013


There I go
Wandering aimlessly in your
Picturesque landscape of
Sugary stories and lollipop lies
You fed me so much
That I have grown
Syrupy secret intolerant
You have told me your last tale
You have sold me your final dream
I have decided to eat something
More than your fantasies
There is meat to be chewed
And vegetables to be consumed
Can no longer entertain your
Complex carbohydrates of
Wishful inconsistencies that leave
Improperly nourished
I will take my plate somewhere else
And hope that they feed me
The truth of love

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