By jill
Date: 30 August 2000

Less

What happened?

I smoke more,
drink more,
sleep less.
I stare more, 
snap more,
eat less.
I talk the same ammount 
(you know how I like to talk)
but the words
are somehow less.
I know why
but what can I do
when you have my attention
on a leash
like those invisible dogs at
the amusement parks.
I have no answers
for paper,
no dreams past you.
So I will smoke more,
and drink more,
and love you (life) less.

I give up.