My coffee is tepid and so is the sky.
The clouds snap shadows to the floor
and demonize the sleeping ***'s silhouette.
It's funny,
you can't help but feel that
life would be simpler eating
twisted crap out of dumpsters.
But what those ******* Bums don't know
is that they are missing out
on some of the best things in life;
money, self-respect.
But then again
I don't see any of those drugpushers
give a **** about self-respect. And
your money is as valuable as
the **** you want to poison yourself with.
Part two of fifteen. Be as brutal as you want, it's only a concept right now!