they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

the glass house project. entry 3

entry no. 3 (untitled.)

i ate a sandwich
and it made me feel
but still hungry
but longing

i chewed gum
to get rid of the sandwich taste
filling my mouth and coating my tongue
that i wish had been delighted with something else

like pesto
or mongolian barbecue
or sushi
or anything other than a sandwich, really

because, i'm getting sick of the sandwiches
that life keeps
serving me
on pretty plates
with floral patterns
trying to mask
just how unoriginal
the slices of bread filled with
and cheese
and sometimes soggy lettuce
really are


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