i don’t care

Calvin Hopps

A kid, a cat, a rabbit, let me retract…

Calvin, it doesn’t matter he was loved and that’s it.

He lived on a porch under a blanket with not food and no water.

He lived in the dark with his own shit and piss as company.

Those words I chose to use, the sight of Calvin stuck like glue, those words I chose to use.

Calvin Hopps is hopping and stronger.

 

We understand no longer, and want approval from others for things that we do.

I don’t know and I won’t know so I don’t care what you do, not to be rude.

 

Marla wanted to move to Korea to change the lives of the native young.

Marla wanted to move to Korea but her existence in her homeland had not begun.

She hated Uncle Sam and all of his damn nephews and sons.

She hated all of them so much that she left you for a good one.

Marla’s deck was dirty, dishes unclean, room unkempt, and dreams broken at the seams.

It seems she dreamt too much and all of her life was a delusion of grandeur, but the thing she could not change was lying dead in her pasture.

 

We understand no longer, and want approval from others for things that we do.

I don’t know and I won’t know so I don’t care what you do, not to be rude.

 

Tom had no money, no steady love, and no real friends.

His job was in a big box shaped building, and he had had it for many years.

Robots could do it better.

His whole life was a weekend of work and there was no end to be seen.

A far cry from what he had become, and a step down from where he was from.

He could not handle the talk, suggestions, and opinions of others.

He tried to tell them- “Mind your own business Motherfucker.”

Tom put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger only to find that he could not afford the bullets he needed to be free.

Tom works hard to fill the chamber.

 

We understand no longer, and want approval from others for things that we do.

I don’t know and I won’t know so I don’t care what you do, not to be rude.

 

Sheltered eyes can’t see the pain.

Sheltered ears can’t hear the screams.

Sheltered minds can’t think of the thought.

Sheltered in life, all time is lost.

Sheltered in life, all time is lost.

 

We understand no longer, and want approval from others for things that we do.

I don’t know and I won’t know so I don’t care what you do, not to be rude.

 

 

 

 

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