It's like a punch to the gut
only no blood to spill :
Its all curdled up in
my bitterness of being.
~
It's like a kick to the shin
only no bone to crack :
its mashed in to pieces
under the weight of my dreams.
~
I am a hot dog of well wishes
mashed hope and pureed pain
burn me in desire ; feed them-
my death must not be in vain.
~
