Treasure Island

Dog goD 8Hate

(Grass Valley, Ca.)

Gross Irony Acknowledged


I know, it's not you,
it's not me...
who can see?

All this vocation
designated with stealth -
humans enjoying another's wealth.

I know the uncanny
designation's spawning
force...

And I do enjoy my
slight portion:
'HATE! ' with distinction.

Yet that's not mine
either...I have to
wait on his dis-grace

I'd love to spit in his face!

Hate8 - 11/10/07

Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2007
Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011
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  • Goldy Locks (1/29/2008 10:44:00 PM)

    hotxx language. Such force thru brevity & concise wit. Covet thy neighbor's riches - spit in his face! You're unafraid to voice it. The oh-so-unsweet truths, we all keep and are scared shitless to acknowledge... keep on ~ ~ sjg (Report) Reply

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