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Randal Webb Dec 2013
But you see I am to God
as an atom is to me.
We’re all just swimming
in a living sea.

So Adam is my Dad
while God is my Father.
Canceling the difference
between blood and holy water.
Randal Webb Dec 2013
Put the seed in the soil and a tree starts a sproutin’
Put the egg in the nest and the bird comes about and
I’ve spent the past few years yelling at god from this mountain
Saying where in hell have you been oh lord
Randal Webb Dec 2013
I only like normal people.
I only like average people.
I like good ****.
I like smoking **** before
Smoking ****.
I like normal people.
I like predictable people.
I like sitting around doing nothing all day
And going to work and watering plants
Because it’s easy.
I like normal people.
I like easy people.
I don’t like the schemers
Or the dreamers
Or anyone in between.
Randal Webb Dec 2013
All I've got left is the earth and the sky
and all the visions been burnt in my eyes
and as someone once said
what is the point if in the end you can never win.
and I keep going down
and keep getting up again
but what is the point when one day you will fall and
that will be the end and you won't get up and then

and then maybe you will just lay there
and maybe you will be at peace.
or maybe there’s better things to do.

But all I’ve got left is the earth and the sky
and all the visions been burnt in my eyes.
and nothing better to do.
and as someone once said
“There is no point"
So I think I’m just going to lay down
and be at peace.
Randal Webb Dec 2013
Girls with long hair
Who cut their hair
And have short hair.
And girls who have prettier sisters.
And girls who are prettier than their sisters
But their sisters are smarter
And sometimes they don’t have sisters
And they are just self centered.
But I guess my brothers are smarter and better looking than me
So it doesn’t even make a difference.
Randal Webb Dec 2013
I want to
Be a tree
And grow
As a seed
In the ground.
I willl dig a hole with my bare hands and plant myself
And lay there as my veins poke holes through my skin and spread into the soil
Seeking sustenance.
And then I will slowly twist upward and turn myself inside out
And emerge from the ground
As a trunk with bone white bark.
And then I will grow towards the sun.
And maybe one day I blossom
And the blossom will turn into a fruit
And the fruit will ripen and hit the ground.
I will push my way out of the fruit leaving my treeself behind
Maybe that would make me feel whole again.
Randal Webb Dec 2013
I’m looking at this picture of Tristan
And I don’t know who he is yet
And I’m looking at the front of the book
And he’s got this twinkle in his eye
And this smirk that says
“I know something you don’t know”
in a singsong voice.

and it says on the back cover
that he died when he was 34
but why did that happen?
It doesn’t say;
they almost pretend he is alive even though
He has been dead for years.
So I looked it up on wikipedia and it sounded like
A dream.

"And then when he was 34 he put the shotgun in his mouth
And his daughter wasn’t even
Talking yet"

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