Lousy Is When You Feel

much like a squeezed up toothpaste tube,
no knotted nothing left in you, 
just emptiness tightly twisted.

much like a beer can flattened down
and out on the highway pavement
by truck tires again and again.

much like your tattered, denim jeans,
dry and faded and with large holes
cruelly ripped,  torn at the knees.

much like crumpled paper,  tossed out
and away into the trash bin,
useless, totally forgotten.


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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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