Tuesday, January 26, 2010

the bardrat

a poem for jenni

the breath of men is stinkier then
than the litter box in the bedroom

he drinks, he smokes, he writes shit plays
and all we do is look away

in hopes that he'll vanish
or fashion something dear to us

but, alas, a man with bad breath is he
and never will a tooth brush he see


Death The Girl said...

I don't really get this poem :/

Jenni B. said...

The word verification on a previous comment I left was "bardrat."