Waiting For Godot--Outside Mc Donalds
He's late
Or am I early
What time is it?
Can't see
The stars are uncoordinated.
Whose in charge?
What's with The mighty Mac wrappers
congregation?
Praying under the lamp post.
Nature's corpse,
Man's rubble,
Who won?
Stop thinking.
That's enough,
Never enough.
Gonna go;
Can't
Godot.
Fillet o fish;
Garlic mayonnaise.
Existence Is a annoyance
Feet hurt.
Toes to big. Or socks to thick.
That's enough;
It's never enough.
Double cheeseburgers,
With fries.
Nature's dead,
Cement Holocaust.
Let them follow.
Enough;
Gotta go
Can't;
Godot .
Copyright © Paul Martin | Year Posted 2015
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