Thursday, January 20, 2011

B is for Screwed

In the end we are all harlots
Monogamy is too high a price to pay
For goods and services
That in the end
Are no good

Shafted by 9 to 5 pricks
Haunted by
Fat
Greasy
Spirits
Who offer little in exchange for a ride on our backs
And we accept it
Because needs are immediate
Fears are overwhelming
And morals…
Don’t stand a chance against collectors at the door

Fake no more
Oh to fake… no more.

December 31, 2010
Screwed
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© tracy j h

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