It's about
goddamn time
you people found me.
Now if you could just
find the rest of the girl's
body I belong to
I could stop being so angry all the time.
Look, when you found me
I was under a pile of tires,
a fucking pile of tires!
Tell me you wouldn't be irate.
You probably noticed that rats have
nibbled off the better part of my first knuckle
and the nail was completely
dragged away by a cat or something long ago.
It has taken you months,
months
to find me.
It's really absurd.
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