Gimme a break!

I need a break. I've been doing homework constantly FOR-EVER now. So I just need a break. I feel like Leslie and Eebs when they would do ... oh, no I forgot what kind of homework it was ... some kind of statistics. ANYWAY, point being they would do it for hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and in the end I wanted to burn their homework. Yes, I want to burn my homework.

I have a couple poems. I wrote them both when I was living in Boston.

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Change, change

Could you spare her some change

She longs to suck on a fag

Her eyes stare glazed

Lost in a haze

Shoulders drooped like a worn, burlap bag

Please, please

She's begging you please

Take pity on the old, tattered mare

You see, she's lost her way

In this cold, foreign place

All she needs is a twenty for the bus fare

Why of course, of course

I reach out to her, of course

I'll buy you the ticket myself

Just come with us

We'll get you on that bus

You won't have to worry about anything else

Change, change

Just give me your change

You can see it perched on her lips

But without a word

Neither seen nor heard

She drifts back into her foggy trips

Addiction

"Come," he says

Tugging passively at my collar

Whispering softly into my ear

Dissolving the sounds around me

"Hurry," he says

Tapping his finger anxiously

Drumming, pounding against my door

Urgency and fear burning in his eyes

"Run," he says

Grabbing both my hands

Pulling harder, moving faster

Leaving footprints trampled across my day

"Stop," I say

Yanking myself free

Only to find more hands

Grasping, clenching at my ankles, arms, neck

Nothing more is said

He watches me struggle, cry

Pleasure flickering across his face

Nothing more is said