Saturday, July 12, 2008

In A Nut Shell

Here we are
Just the two of us
Cramped in our apartment
That was built for two
One would think we would be used to it
Since we are twins and all
But these confines are tight
Even for two that had shared a womb
You have become salty as we aged
Actually, we had both changed
Which is why I can no longer do this
This living with you
Always soaked in beer
You wallow in your depression
Until properly roasted
I can’t deal with it anymore
I can’t deal with you
Soon I will break out of this shell
That we have been put in
And do something fun
For me
Like join the circus

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