Grinning plastic face,
The parts of puppets
Used for the sole
Purpose of propaganda.
Papa's only way to
Put a smile on his
Spoiled daughter's face.

The world's toys
Are played with,
Figure heads debate.
Religious fanatics
Can scare you into
Thinking you're going to
Burn for an eternity,
Oh well then.
The Godhead
Condemns Lucifer.

Psychiatrist,
Am I psychlogically well?
Please tell me
Whether or not
My results indicate
That I need to be
Dependent upon
Your medication.

Originally written 1/21/11
Revised 10/21/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

Do I see you for who you truly are?
Or am I basing judgement off
Of your appearance,
While I don't even know you.

I would be lost for words
If you were to ask me who I am.
I could tell you my name,
I could give you a brief
Or detailed description,
I could tell you what I do,
But that wouldn't do
Your question justice, would it?

I have a question for you,
Are you really living or only surviving?
Please don't be offended.
Ask me the same question,
I won't be offended.
Am I really living or only surviving?
Maybe each and every one
Of us is denying
The blunt truth we can't control.
Embrace the pain
As it bleeds through your soul

Introduce yourself
Before you go
Or before I leave,
Only because it was important to me.

What's the difference between goodbye and hello,
When greeting a man or woman you don't know?

Originally written 1/14/11
Revised 10/19/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

The fierce thunder grumbles,
The marshmallow clouds precipitate.
Faded while sober,
Subjective perceptions of reality.

I am very fond of words,
As everyone should know,
But words have meaning
Without meaning.
They're silent parrots.

Originally written 1/15/11
Revised 10/19/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

I have yet to manifest all I am,
Like the prolonged discovery
Of a well known secret.

Here's a free grand tour
Around here special guest,
I would very much like it
If you stuck to my side
Like a sidekick.
I, the heroic tour guide
Of so many surreal wonders,
And darling oh my--

The setting sun sat beside
Two bottomless candles whistling.
Before you knew it,
Their identities were indistinguishable,
In their fervid resplendence.


Frank motives are held back,
Control is so fallibly crass.
What would happen if the
Suppressor were to collapse?

We would expand,
Like we toiled for.

Originally written 2/27/11
Revised 10/19/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

Can there be a hybrid
of stay and go?
Stay and go,
Whichever allows.

You don't follow directions well,
Do you?
Well, do you?
No, I have no common sense.

Do whatever you choose to,
It is what it is.

Originally written 2/10/11
Revised 10/19/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

Keep your thoughts..

Please wait outside the door,
They were born yesterday, weren't they?
So they knew they would die tomorrow,
And begin the transformation?

Most likely yes,
I must say,
Anything could be a possible title
For a poem, short story, novel,
Play, movie, or album,
Ejected from the womb.
Some are easily forgotten,
Others are spectacularly memorable,
I prefer the ladder meant for the latter.

The prophet's prediction
Couldn't be any more false.

The wholesome one of incomplete parts
Never began at the start.

Give me your thoughts..

Originally written 2/17/11
Revised 10/19/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

I will remain,
I remain here,
The remains of star dust.

What are my
Ears telling me?
Mater, Pater,
What did you do?



Originally written 2/26/11
Revised 10/19/14
Revised 12/4/16

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith