I'M Mad At You Poem by Cristina Musat
I'M Mad At You
Cherishing the outside
never revering;
No loss.
Until the inside
cuts your guts,
dizzying your stuff
(your stuffing, I mean) -
your pathetic excuse of an inner,
of a self.
Screw your logic
screw your idiosyncracies
screw the mazes that you walk
screw your choice
of walking the red line of the
un-labyrinthed.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: self
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