Number numb with a bullet

 

A student shot his friends today

The news is loud, and the coffee shops buzz

the politicians all a rage say nothing

grocery clerk stares at the pimple on my nose

“Haven’t you heard bitch!!”

“I wash regularly. My soap is correct”

“some things just can’t take away imperfections”

back to talk radio 

Bliss a’int this 

I’ve never shot a pal

I’ve made a parent tear, but I always wash regularly 

and I never talk loud on a fall morning 

with winter feelings