A Taste of Hunger
None of my walls are straight
So why
on earth should I be straight
with you
Go on, tell me, tell me do ..
I live in a crooked world
of the most acute offset lines
and flawed masonry ..
So why should I pretend to
subscribe
to such technical lineography
Go on ..
Tell me, tell me, tell me do ..
why am I still so
very hurt and oh’ so very hungry ..