2.28.2014

Despondent Correspondence

When life gives you lemons

Slit its throat

Hold it down and make it choke

On the seeds of the apple tree

In the sky

Inhale

Exhale

Buried and dead

Exhumed the remains

To see what's left

Not much he says

But more than enough

Every bride knows

A party isn't a party

Until the going gets tough

Rough

and

Tumble

Water over the bridge

Given six months

But it took years to live

The swine swallowed the stones

And the sand clammed up

Clash and clatter of knives

Has the spoons giving up

If only the strong survive

What am I doing here

In the end

No one's left alive

I guess that's nice to hear