So this is life

 “So this is Life”

All,

All was going down

Yeah

Like a heat wave on a traffic conductor.

You fill up the gas tank

and scream at the lunch box that ate your Twinkies.

Nobody noticed that you darkened your hair

So you lash out to the freak who’s next to you

and whisper

“Yeah this is life.”

So do you want to fuck?

Or do you just want to bump and grind?

There’s safety pin tracks on your arm

It hurts so much

You don’t wanna move it

But you’ve gotta.

It used to be a razor you know.

Right after you shaved your legs.

You used to cry to the death angel.

Your best friend tried to hold you

They tried to push death away.

This is life

Yeah, well,

this is life.

You wear your name tag at home

and you dress down at church.

You never knew Christ had a first name,

Daddy never told you.

Your date book is scratched too,

The latch is new.

Your pencil lined notebook’s splashed with your blood

You hold your pants up with a piece of cow.

The holes in your shoes are supposed to be there

still they let in the cold

and wet.

your shoelace never does get tied.

Light and dark make no difference to you.

You walk around screaming at the stoplight

that won’t turn green.

The walk signal’s broken.

True life is really down.

This is life

Yeah, well

This is life


Copyright Heidi-rose I. Creuziger