me, a prick

by nyssa96

in a multi-colored tie-dyed shirt and jeans too tight

born of a sometimes sound mind and other outright shite

mouth tasting of marlboro and pink starburst

cancer and cavity, i think i spot my hearse

is there an energy drink for the soul

all i do is envy the cacti on the window sill sitting still

surviving on neglect

not being able to feel