I don't want to live in a world
where dishes are stacked so high
they almost touch the light above
and the stink they give off
would make a rotten egg jealous.
I don't want to live in a world
where clothes lay like mosaic tiles
all along the floors and chairs
and the trash sits neglected
with the dust bunnies to play.
I don't want to live in a world
in which there is an ongoing experiment
to see which cultures grow best
on what food stuck to which pots or pans
lying helpless in the sink.
I don't want to live in a world
where I'm always cleaning up
and the next day starting all over again.
I live in this frightful world
and it kills me just looking at it.
*Aug. 28, 2002, Seoul, Korea.
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Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2003
I have many thoughts on this
but simply put no one wants to live in a world like this and yet we are constantly cleaning up after it... wether it's our mess or not we can only stand it for so long
it will kill you... in more ways than one
Reviewed by Justin Wolf (Reader)
Reviewed on August 29, 2002
Isn't that always the way it goes. Nice relationships there. I like the whole germ culture idea. It makes a certain kind of philosophical sense to me, but I might just be that crazy. Bravo.
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on August 29, 2002
I know what you mean. It's horrible being amidst a mess - but hey, there's a beginning to all cleaning.. :) Excellent write J!
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
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but simply put no one wants to live in a world like this and yet we are constantly cleaning up after it... wether it's our mess or not we can only stand it for so long
it will kill you... in more ways than one
If You Don't Stop Thinking About It, Hey,It Will Kill You 1st....
TRASK
Over and over and over....