The clash of billiard *****
Bouncing off the walls of their sheltered existence,
Echoed down the bar
Cutting through drunken laughs and senseless toasts

A man with an empty paper cup
Mumbles through the gaps in his teeth,
Asking for change
As he instinctively pushes up his glasses
And pinches his nose.

A girl with curly hair that blows in the air conditioning current
Sings at the top of her lungs,
Dancing and drinking,
Grateful that she probably won’t remember this in the morning,
And she wont

I’m sitting at the bar,
Surrounded by my fellow strangers.
Drunkards, wynos, and suicidal fathers.
Buying rounds of sadness and painful consequences,
As they Balance upon their bar stool thrones,

I hate them. And I hate humans.
But so do you.

And that is why when I walk through your wooden doors, and up your fragile stairs

I’m home

It was a beautiful day
Warmer than the usual
I woke up with thoughts of you
And a cup of black tea
With no sugar, or milk
one single cream
And I watched it explode
Into a white cloud
Of luscious smoke
I watched it spin
I watched it implode
..Dancing alone
Then I dipped my spoon
Tore it away
So I could take a sip
Of this beautiful day..
and I never realized how easy
It was to completely
destroy
Life’s subtle beauty

I’d like to see the day where;
Boys become Men,
Instead of a robot, or a Tim Horton’s blend
Where girls, can grow to be women,
Without being deceived or beaten,
Where a kid can be a kid,
And not what we see today, God forbid!