Here is some spoken word from a non-existent poetry slam
There is a toothpick on the carpet
It has been there for over a week
Sitting there ominously for over a week
Just outside the bathroom
At my ubiquitous job
It is chewed at one end
Chewed up like how I feel on a daily basis
I look at you and think
Why doesn't that hispanic janitor pick you up
Is it because you are chewed at one end
Pondering this I walk into the bathroom
and pee at the urinal
and realize
I am not the only one who text messages while pooping at work
::End Transmission::
1 comment:
You write very well.
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