Tuesday, July 1, 2014

GO FUCK YOURSELF—

If you're 
one of those 
little fat

and glazed-
over 
empty vessels 

sitting around my kitchen
cabinets—rattling 
in this thunderstorm 

all hopeful with your 
mouth wide 
open and supposing—

that it's
what's—inside 
that really 

matters—like it's
content
that counts! 

When 
really— 
nothing

speaks greater volumes—I mean 
nothing
holds more water

than what a thing
is called.