Anti-Depresents Poem by Troy Clark

Persistant little buttons
Decorate my vivid life
Big and small, all are sufice
Into a loop and out comes anew
A memory lost, a pointless abstract meaning

and all of the little people
look at the world through
awed eyes, its disgusting
Its the little things in life
that rip you to peices
But you'd never guess it

A old abandoned keyboard
Dust, wear, stains-how does plastic stain
A, B, C-Tap, tap, tap
Look mommy, do you like my love poem
No hunny I don't, now go get me
my anti-depresents, be a big girl
Then-Tap, tap, boom