Friday, June 11, 2010

another really bad poem or whatever

I quit my job today.  No one begged me to stay.
As soon as I hung up the phone, I knew I was on my own and it felt great.

I went for a walk today.  The fireflies seemed so far away.
As soon as I walked by, they seemed to want to hide from me.

I came home alone today.  It's Friday and I feel lame.
As soon as I came through the door, I knew tonight would be a bore.

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