Frozen in motion
.....Doing .....
?
The same
Stupid
Thing
I
Typically
Do
Back to back
Olympic Gold medalist
Believe me.
Im
Good at this.
King
👑
Of the
Stupid crown wearing stupids wear in
I not only wear mine stupidly
I take the crown .
I wear mine the stupidly-ist
!
Metaphors
Or
Putting
Axioms
Into
Parables
To enable
Other cultures to glean
For

I think
......

Weeeell
....I guess
Really ..
I think ,
I think
Too much .
And no that wasn't a stutter or typo.
Here I go again ...
Ready?
I think
What I'm trying to do.
Is talk or,
Ok.
Type my way through
Pain
Emotionally speaking.
Using cryptic
Nursery rhyme
Type,
punny
Little one
Line
Play on word
Umm..
Sayings ....?
IDK
(Axioms I suppose if you will .
Not in prose
No!
Yes I do wish it were so
And although
I'd like to think so
Uhhm yah!
Uhhh
No.
Im no pro
And yet I digress
And usually
I hide in poetry
I guess to escape
Coming to grips with this .....
Or these .
Whatever this and these are . ..
Hang ups or addictions
By products of being I'll equipped
With the appropriate tools to handle unprecedented situations
And swept under the big **** carpet with self medicating
And of course self appointed
Authority
To write my own prescriptions
HEY
I DONT JUST HAVE ISSUES
I GOT
SUBSCRIPTIONS.
it s like the other day I was reading psychology today .
( I don't want to talk about it)
(No seriously.)
Ya actually it was yesterday
And the article read
" NO MATTER WHAT !
WHAT EVER YOU DO DONT PUT THIS OFF ONE MORE DAY .!
READ IT NOW!
I started to read it and fell asleep
.... So I wake up ..and it's today ..so is it still today or because I technically fell asleep ye...s..t..erday
Should I ...
Uhm?
.. .ehhh
Let's save that for another day
K

Back to the .
Show

I sometimes  
Find myself whitty
Others may find
Themselves
Offended
With in the way I can get explicit
I like the raw side ?
true to life
Gritty
Gripped in
Pretty
Euphemisms
I think I would rather feel
That instant pain of a slap
Followed by tears and a passionate
Kiss
Than the soul ******* ache
Leaching life
Away living
Day to day
With the one

The one....


Gulp

My once
....one.

And only

Soul mate.  
Who pretended
....Ill
Never no why
Said she....
Lov ...e.
...d
..........M....
....
Nnnnnn
No secretly she hated me .
Awe geeze
Where the
H
E
Double hockey sticks
Wuz I goin with this.
Maverick
Of the spastics ..
I'm like wh
Oh yah.
Heh
..
Pardon me
Yadda yadda
I'm witty
Pretty
Words
Let's see
Oh ok
So I can be explicit and gritty
......
Some say hey it's unexpected
Eclectics call it eccentric
Others read only the top layer and say woe that's too close to reality
Still lie
Say dude!
Thats ******* cool yo!
Oh they don't even know.
Then there is the few
The ones
The only ones
Persuading gravity
The truest ones that's mean
The
Most .. .
.  ... .
Wait for it
The may like yeah.
Or they may
Nay say it.
They may even say its ****** stupid and ******...
Ok
Food for thought. .
(
More like cry myself to sleep)
What I'm tryin to say is
" Like it or not .
Some people say they love ya and take a bullet for you ...
These ones who never correct you .
Really stuck a knife in you're back with a paper attached saying
I'm stupid but dont tell me.
So The ones you need to cherish
I guess are the beautiful ones that tell you.
Rieeeet?
Right!
Wait.
did I say that right? I mean yah I write,
And yah right handed.
And I know I'm right
I just don't  
Know if I'm wrighting it
Right

I miss you
.......
like
.....
the
devil
misses her
wings

Cant help but think
therefore
I
am
and
am
I
?


so  
what then do
I
think
of
me


go
to the brink
of depravity
leap without looking
a philanthropist
?
driven to be
.....
the most giving
in history?

the
way I
see
is corrupt ?
or ist
this world
swallowed by
demons
and
the scars they wear on thier sleeve
augment thier view of my intentions
no good deed goes unpunished
Im the whipping boy for the world
beatin
emotionally
lover full
of archaic
daydreams
I cant remember me
and the old me
would shy away
in
sweet
miserable
self destructive
decay
I dream of sleeping
so here ill stay

out there as the frost melts off starry eyed  Lad 13

***** cheeks
bulgin at the seams pushin boundries cussin ,
chewin, perusing every female from His age up to 50 fightin everone .
every thing  
honery
mad at the world
voice changing immature
growin like a ****
B.M.O.C.
raw strength and so fill of pride he cant hide it
Un concerned Dads watchin Him
sorta metaphorically  
only he can see when its time to step in
cause hes walked a mile or two 2 in his shoes
puberty pimples and rage has set in
hes gotta give him room to bleed
he listens to his boy as if hes a childhood friend
lets him have full cart blanc in gesture and speach
makes him
feel like hes in
his click  
young and tuff!
makes the boy
feel at ease , old  -  er
and tuff
at this point on this crisp spring day
both smillin
ahhh those Irish eyes
closer than they've ever been
emotionally pretty close to the same age
suns beatin down hot  shirts off  
Dads playin hookey
met the boy at school with beef jerky
quarter ounce of ***
and a half rack of ice cold 18 ounce Raineers
and there off up on the mountain somewhere smokin a joint laughin sweatin
catchin brookies up by top of the world !
as it was later known to be
but at this point it was known as the ****** ponds up the road from the Rossinger store
and although
we had been there and many times since  
some how I knew and I think he did too
we both lavished and whole heartedly  savored every minute of those days
I was thinkin I Was a Man
He was feelin like a Kid
we flipped the bird to the world and nothin could touch that
He was the toughest *******
and the coolest

He got a little long in the tooth but never lost his edge
a full fledged Mosquito
it saddens me that  there arent many around that knows what that means
my Father
told his companion
not to say a thing ..    
to me

. of

.. his ...  

cancer

didnt want me to suffer
  
****** Cancer

He died not wanting to burden me  
a week before Christmas this year . Im numb

it hurts so bad
i wanna packit up take out a few enemies and fade and be done

then  I feel the sun

oh I can smell the beer
see his loving eyes and here  him say Awe
I love you Son.
and then I look at my Son .
I still have time to run with him awhile and try to build with him some memories

I will always love you Dad
not a minute goes by. I miss you