Friday, October 29, 2010

Going to sleep

I’m about to go to sleep,
I close my eyes . . . tired.
I go to bed . . . forgetting to open my eyes.
I hit my foot
I swear, I curse, I bleed.
I don’t clean it up.
I scare my wife, who thinks I got murdered.
I didn’t, I just bled a lot.
I still don’t clean it up.
We all get hepatitis.

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