"Expires 10-29-06" or (Old Poem #2)

I feel like a carton of milk

that can see its own expiration date

I won't apologize for curdling

and I won't feel bad for ruining

that little kid's

cereal.

But I will feel bad for

is spending my whole life on a shelf

even

when i can see

my expiration date

But I'll still spend my days dazing and dozing

in the

fast

flicker

of flourescent lighting

and I will regret much

because

my past

is clear

and I'm already starting to spoil.