have you ever
sat
and wondered about
the putrid smell
of corpses
and what happens after this--
all types of magical forces?
have you ever
stood
in line for hours
waiting only
to be
insulted by cowards?
I've often
wondered in the morning
over
my donuts glazed
how you can
not talk to me
for several days;
but when you do
it fits like a shoe,
and now just what
are we going to do?
have you heard
sad words
whispered from a lover's lips,
and if so,
did it bring a tearful kiss
or
was it more like
a lustful hiss?