"Who in the hell left crumbs in the butter?
That fake stuff; it comes in a bright yellow tub.
Who in God's name left crumbs in the butter?
Hey,
You idiot, I asked you a question!
Will you please tell me-
Who left crumbs in the butter?"
I don't eat toast, so it was another.
Would you shut up!
You didn't stutter!
YOU ARE READING
Screaming Through Oblivion
Poetry"Hell is other people." ~Jean-Paul Sartre. Always expect the worst- it eliminates disappointment. An odd collection of mostly depressing poetry, because I'm a depressed and depressing person.
