Thursday, January 25, 2007

I swear,

you live to irritate.
like a persistent insect,
hovering (hands spread)
the edges of my conscious.

Open your mouth,
an endless scream.
Somebody please gag them,
stuff a socket in.

please.

Mama, Mama,
carried away in the womb,
abortion isn't illegal.

I swear,
you live to irritate.