God
may have made us
from the dust
but a Lion once shovved me
that vve surely taste
like meat

VVhich ever bones of mine
you pick
I vvill let you gnavv them to death
over a cup of coffee stirred with proverbs
Gnash your suburban smile
on my misery
Splinter my beat maker
vvith your
vvorshiping voice
Come over
&& take your shoes off
I vvill count your blessings
into infinity
not long
aftervvards

These lungs have sighed
   they have gasped
these lungs have yelled
    they have failed
These lungs breath
once more
     for another round
of life
      to be snatched
in the end
       again && again
vvith no end
       to be relished

I hope
that an asteroid
  hits
this planet
  smash it up
real good
 into a pulp
you vvonderful God
of a universe

g o o d n e s s

   Flip off
my bathroom light
   svvitch
     already
one last time
   burn it up
all this stuff
   that ******* traps me
into sickness
   but please
be kind &&
   revvind
because
      torture
         is a virtue
          that I
            don't mind

I remember her most
as a vvaitress
kinda like Flo on Mel's diner
she became a millionaire
once upon a time
but she died 6 years ago
her body just happens to be here
  still
Lost in a thought
fleeting yet thick
like a forest
in time
the vvoods will thin && fall
releasing her spirit
forever

The heart;
in all of it's tragic
cocksure
glory,
is nothing
but a victim.

In
o n e
year
I vvill be
g o n e
you'll glance back
&& notice my
h e a r t
by that time
ash vvill be
h o m e
don't shed a
t e a r
free from the
d r o n e