you should have seen me: <br /> back-peddaling and scurrying, <br /> hurt by words and <br /> dismissed by less. <br />i am like a child <br /> hiding under beds. <br />ten minutes until midnight <br /> and i feel more <br /> like hamlet <br />than shakespeare <br /> ever did<br /><br />Jarvis Black<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/red-tin-can/
