Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Wretched Beast

weighing-scalesImage by i_gallagher via Flickr

Tormentor and scoundrel,
You silently laugh as I stare at you in bewilderment,

All of that work - all for naught.
All I want, all I need, from you is a little cooperation.

Dedication, deprivation, will power, hallucination.
Yet, the results are the same.

You don’t move, you don’t budge.
You just blink back at me … laughing to yourself.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

I think you’re a bastard.
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