Archive for August 6th, 2008

A long sigh in hell makes for a short poem

Wednesday, 6 August 2008

Fredricks finished his gig and is now unemployed.  I left a message on his website:

Employment and unemployment are cellmates in the same hellish prison.

With hooks for hands I pause to admire my typed handiwork,
a kite made from trashbags and used zen.

Nothing profound on the screen, outside, inside,
just calm, labored breaths
after eating too much peanut butter
and cursing Asshole God for another Lotto ticket