Monday, October 17, 2011

revenge revenge revenge

Break this down
bring this to the void
a street corner taco vendor
not outside
somewhere outside
is all this uneventful life
a true blessing, or
sadness and suffering--?

a couple with heads down
shoving tapas into pearly mouths
at 10 dollars a piece
with money and no thought,
trimmed violet dress, pretty shoes,
designer button down shirt
spilling gravy, the masses covered,
their children glooming in heaven
which is the handkerchief abyss of existence-- and
in emptiness, 
the waiter mouths a meatball


is a lie,
the only truth
in a line, drawn in line, typed in bold face
but truth and nothingness

a whim.

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