PeanutA Poem by K. LouisWhen dad’s passed out by 6 and mom’s screaming her head off about some missing keys like the world is going to end you wonder about what’s really missing, you wonder about why the neighbor stays away after he found Jesus. was told that no, the world isn’t going to end on the 21st, or whatever day he was told. hope explodes like the atom bomb and you might as well have been the snail run over by some cyclers tires on a rainy day because now you look like that naked little girl in the black and white with the skin hanging off. and maybe there aren’t some things you want to survive or the flood of how dare you’s talking about precious life like it were a peanut.
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Added on April 30, 2014 Last Updated on April 30, 2014 |