Glimpses of what could be
In absence of gnawing hole
Stare not too long
Into black zero sum game

As surely as man who
Stares directly at sun
May lose sight

He who peers void-ward too
Blinded from past, present and future
Was it worth it?

I brush up my teeth
(good little boy)
I brush em up gud
put on nice white & brites
flick wrist like handsome Asian dentist said
checkup all gud iron Bru bby
no cavity litter life
burn bridges
raze fields
scorch earth

here i set again at precipice
dare i do!
dare i dont?
confused always
asking you baby grade me

In our polite (Canadian) society
We have a tendency towards passive aggression

You don't address a problem directly
Say nothing

Do nothing
Except ice out the person or collective
The weather isn't the only thing
I'd describe as cold

The pen or the *****
Lies from false prophets
Disenfranchised or proselytized
Can't tell which is which anymore
Hyenas abound, white devil

what more is there to say
stare at red carpet flashbacks
acid appearance of algae bloom
blocking out the sun

beautiful death sentence writ
frozen like the petrified forest
where we used to hide

see thru clear to caustic rot
voices inside screaming ouroboros
you turn to ash
like so many cigarettes pursed
and i am glad it's the end