i picture you <br />on an old swing <br />writing mad poems <br />about leaving this <br />place <br /> <br />it’s all a matter <br />of who can <br />hold their head above <br />the water for <br />the longest <br /> <br />look little girl, it’s all <br />a goddamn joke, laugh <br />and it’ll all hurt less <br /> <br />the riddle of it is <br />the less we care about <br />it all, the more it all <br />seems to matter <br /> <br />we can’t have that <br />can we?<br /><br />Ben Paynter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-riddle-8/
