Why should anybody care?
They are just there, growing slime.
Demotivating… -they are too many!
Oh… but it’s just a cluttered sink
Yet the chicken is always there-
and the absurd anger it deserves
will be for when the two sink bowls are full.
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Where do you come from?
Why are you so small?
I can always pull more.
Wait. You aren’t mine -you’ve never been.
I won’t try to get inside you.
What are you? Get out of here!
I hate socks that don’t fit.
(I’ll try to stop putting foot pics sometime)
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They weren’t mine -at least I didn’t buy them.
And that angers me more.
Self-oriented anger: it’s back.
It may seem that you’ll get tetanus just by looking at them
but I refuse to think that they are beyond recovery.
There’s always hope!!!
Tell me that vinegar will do!!
Oh, I hate forgetting to care about them…
I hate letting brushes rot
(I’ll fight for their recovery.)
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I know your siblings leave a foul smell in my fingers too.
And I know that you’re still valuable despite your ugliness.
But I can’t bear your dirt anymore. I can’t keep you.
No easy way to clean you up… you’re stained irreversibly.
So I’ll have to use you -to get rid of you.
Soon.
At 7/11 -they will love you there.
I hate dirty coins! ugggh!
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Hey! We only have one of those!
Yet you choose to forget.
I have been there -but now I am the victim.
Hours! Waiting for hours!
Stop sleeping when you are in the queue!
I won’t murder you and put you in a bag -not anymore!
I hate clothes left for hours in the dryer!
(or washer, for that matter)
(also, ugly and dirty laundry rooms)
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When I am drunk I walk in straight lines,
straight into objects that look soft
-and are ready to hurt my toes.
Why did I have to be barefoot?
I wasn’t supposed to hate shoes that day!
I hate bumping into stuff barefoot.
Twice!! Motherfucking piece of shit!! Fucking dumb dumbbell!!
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Intestines filled with probiotics,
at a friend’s house- number 2 is calling.
2 just likes coffee. Hesitant, you respond.
After a long conversation, bowels are happier.
But wait! No toilet paper,
and nobody to teleport it.
It’s time for the crab dance,
and to damn the day you got into.
However -if it serves as a consolation:
We all hate running out of toilet paper!
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I know you all don’t like us in your life-
guess what? I don’t like you either…
not in my shoes- nor in my fridge’s.
It’s not okay that I don’t see you,
it’s not enough that you don’t attack me…
your mere presence is revulsive.
This van is forbidden territory for your species.
Want to play with poison?
Good. I have Deltamethrin for you all.
You’ll see…
I hate you all, I hate black widows!!
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Love is everyday -or may be never.
So don’t shove me into the need to buy-
because it wouldn’t show anything more
than how your corporate profits rise.
I found a piece of paper,
and made a gift with only two shades.
I hate the commercialization of some calendar days!
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My car ain’t fancy -and I don’t want it to be.
But every time I leave it on the street,
there’s a jerk that puts those on.
They are worse than Pennysaver and mail junk,
and sometimes are swallowed by my windows rolling…
I always wonder who the fuck calls those numbers,
who are the idiots paying by becoming a customer
of those shitty companies that use that kind of advertising.
I fucking hate ad-crap left in the car!
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