keep the handbasket

by Daughter

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-03-02 09:32:00

Parent message is 394721
preteens in belly shirts
and cell phones are everywhere
nine year olds in the tanner
no one knows why, no one cares

fuck tomorrow
raising up all these
good for nothing
pampered playtime
kids

I say
to hell
with no handbasket

substance comes from suffering
and we’re all so jaded
the real things don’t hit us
and we suffer only from incovenience

get me out
to hell
keep the handbasket