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Karl Kamea Sep 2013
He's yelling
right in my face.
I did this wrong.
I did that wrong.
He is considering
letting me go.
A fake smile
is all it takes
to keep my job.
'Yes, sir.'
'No, sir.'
'It won't happen again, sir.'
I think about his wife.
His car.
His house.
His dog.
His parents.
And how they brought him up.
Spoiled his ***
every ******* chance
they got.
I keep my mouth shut
decide to smile
and return to my desk.
It's not his fault.
His ******* parents
simply didn't know
how to beat some decency
into their son.
Karl Kamea Aug 2013
A monster.

That's what she called me.

For not listening to her.
For not hugging her every once in a while.
For not caring about her needs.
For being bored when she's talking about her job.
For not pretending to be happy.
For not liking her parents.
For not cleaning the kitchen after I prepared dinner.
For not holding her after ***.

Kinda funny
if you think about it.

There are men
beating the living ****
out of their wives.
******* other women
behind their backs.
Being cruel to them
every
chance
they get.

But I'm the monster.

Women.

You have to marry them
to forget them.
Karl Kamea Jul 2013
What do you want from me?
Can't be the money
Can't be the riches

Why do you love me?
Can't be the wits
Can't be the laughter

Why are you looking at me like that?
Can't be the looks
Can't be the smile

Each time you're telling me
That you love me
That you need me
That I am everything
You ever wanted
All I want to do is
Hit your beautiful face
As hard as I can

I don't want anyone
To look at me like that

It makes it harder for me
To simply walk away
Karl Kamea Jul 2013
A Friend of mine
has this mongoloid son
Wait
you're not supposed to say
mongoloid
Down syndrome
That's what they call it

Last night I paid him a visit
That little ******
was all over me
poking me
sniffing me
touching me
My friend laughed
and told me
his son liked me
He thought it was cute
I only wanted to
brake that little
fingers of his
for messing up my hair

What?!
I have to like his ***
just because he's *******?!
Karl Kamea Jul 2013
If I could
travel back in time
what would I do?

Would I **** ****** as a baby
to prevent him growing into a
mass murdering maniac?

Would I try to warn
New York City
on September 10th 2001?

Would I keep my mother
from getting on that bus
that killed her in an accident?

Or would I re-live a day
so many times
until I had figured out a way
to get into Zoe's pants
who works in a
coffee-shop nearby?

I don't know
I'd probably just
go back to last night
and check
where I left my ******'
car keys

Saving the world...
it's just not worth it
Karl Kamea Jul 2013
I had a girlfriend once
we talked about
movies and
music and
politics and
***
I don't even remember
how we got together
it just seemed logical
for me to be with her
I kinda liked her
One day
out of curiosity
I decided to take a closer look
at her cell-phone
just to find out
that she had an affair
with some other guy
I threw her out of my apartment
that very day
She cried
She begged me
She got mad
I told her to *******
When she left
I felt bad
for an hour or two
But then
I moved on with my life
Yesterday I ran into her brother
He told me that she had died
in a car accident
That made me sad
for a minute or two
I guess Karma never forgets
an address
Karl Kamea Jul 2013
To know
what you want to do
with the rest of your life
is like
winning the lottery
but knowing
that you won't be able to do it
for whatever reason
is like
the lottery ticket
you lost.
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