Tears of the Morning

by magic love

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-01-16 12:17:00

I woke…what the hell
I’m supposed to do something
Today..go somewhere
mugginess…oh yeah
shit, my house is disgusting
Naked on the floor I lay
talking to the phone lady
about when ican paypaypay
I dunno I can’t make money appear
out of godaamn thin air
we want we want we want
money money money
your words of advice
we want we want we want
your attention
mummy I’m sorry
but mummmy I want
ten days I had
the only “holiday”
of the year
and because I had to stop
I got reaaly sick
and haven’t had a chance
to recover from the illness
let alone the last godamn year
but theres no one…who can take
the kids away for more than a day
no one here to help
and still I have to go on go on gon
and down my face the tears spill
I wanna go home I wanna go
I can’t stand this place anymore
where evil fuckin bitches live
in my godamn mothers house
paying forty bucks a week
when I have to pay lawyers bills
when I tried to get her out
Love is misery
I want home
I know I hafta walk
all this alone
but shit…….
Theres nothing here
except litkicks.


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