A FRESHLY SCRUBBED FLOOR KNOWS

A FRESHLY SCRUBBED FLOOR KNOWS

A Poem by Brian Kraklau

ah, the fresh feel of the mop, pulling away at all of those dirty crumbs, day in day out all you people walk on me, its about time you wiped away my stains, its about time you noticed how beautifully shiney i can be, so maybe next time i will show you your reflection so that you may clean yourself up as well, youre filthy feet and your dirty toe nails really make me not want to keep laying here lookin up at you people everymorning, stop nocking over your beers at all the parties, that wine does stain my fine finish, f**k you.

© 2010 Brian Kraklau


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Added on November 11, 2010
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Brian Kraklau
Brian Kraklau

Las Vegas, NV



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just another human trying to analyze this reality from my own limited perspective. I'm here, there, and throughout each word i write. perhaps in time I could find myself within this mess. outside of t.. more..

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