WCGreen
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Fri Mar-26-10 11:19 PM
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I saw a frame of a picture on a show... |
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This poem sprang out of it..
What must it be like To reach into that garbage can For the first time?
At what point do you say I’m so fucking hungry I can’t stand it Anymore?
When does it Doesn’t matter Anymore?
Will I have the strength To reach inside For someone else’s Leftover?
Maybe if I pretend it’s My mother’s Meat Loaf And I am saving it for Later.
Maybe that is when It does not matter Anymore.
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Fri Mar-26-10 11:43 PM
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I wonder too, if it were me...
Could I do that?
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