Pity-Poetry

Pity-Poetry

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

shit for a penny

I was hibernating in 
a room
I didn't appreciate for a while
and I didn't think moving 
limbs
would cause such sarcastic banter 
in me

but I laid there 
guiding my eyes away from the 
objects they wanted to see
and always watched for

a delivery came through
washing needed to be done

I sarcastically told her
she was needy
being human and hiding human
and inside of human 
and outside

wanting what nature wouldn't
shit
for a penny

nocturnal hibernation
affected when I fell
asleep
with bluntness on my sleeves

wanting what nature wouldn't 
shit
for a penny

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