Existentialistic curse
Nourishment for hatred, and sorrow
It’s raining.
Monthly Archives: April 2013
One night
One ugly fish
Crocodiles and silver jets
Inhabit do these waters
Swimming miles they will beget
Lest fooled by sharp-hooked slaughters
In the midst of this o war
Drilling a bullhead is mastered
The fisherman its catch ignore
‘Indeed, this was an ugly bastard’
Poor little bullhead bully
Who will want to catch you?
No one appreciates you fully
But, insistently, eschew…