Thursday, April 05, 2007

god hates ugly teenagers (American Sonnet)

fury and indifference
fearful solitude and repulsion
bad skin and a worn out pair of black courderoys

looking back in anger into town
he couldnt decide to leave or go home
more people care than he realizes
but still, they just dont care that much

everything good that will ever happen to him will be an accident
most of the bad stuff his own fault
it will take years to figure that out

is there a future for people who are just good at feeling pain?
the chorus knows the answer
they've seen this play out before
stay tuned

2 comments:

d.K. said...

Very moving, Steakbellie. Sad, but chock full of feeling.

Steve Caratzas said...

One word: Brilliant.