Love a warm blanket
inside a morning
in winter
without the guilt
of living easy
dropping out of
the maze inside
a one-sided journey
made of flypaper and lies
and nine to five runners
without titles
thick with
imperative shit
nobody reads.
Laugh in the afternoon
inside a house without
paying nothing to nobody
Charles Lara
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/living-easy/
