miércoles, abril 07, 2010

Abril 6 Failure

Surrounded by an enemy army
of endless to do lists without tackle.
I should be typing
I should be filling charts
and printing,
but all I can do is
finding ways  to cover
the big hole on my chest
I need a method
to hide it from the
sunlight.
Today I have no escape
I will  harvest my shame.

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