Gary Joshua Weyandt

Gary Joshua Weyandt Jan 2020

When they chastise you for something you're not
eventually your protective walls will rot.
You begin to become the very thing you both feared,
a monster until the final shot.

#short #accusations #observation

Gary Joshua Weyandt Jan 2020

Ramen at CC’s

It smells of cigarettes and 12 year old regrets.
Matted shagged rugs with creeping, crawling bugs.
There’s shouting from the back.

Humming coming from a ***** metal box.
A shrill announcement that it's time to get our fill.
We race back while trying not to spill.

In my bowl is the same hard heat of imitated meat.
I run my finger across the couch. A halo of polyester,
where too long an ember was permitted to fester.

My friend had dawned new clothes,
a flashy new skin, but a month’s gone by.
Holes now show what she’s hidden.

Uncertain, she’ll dawn a new curtain.
Whether a lack of communication or a thoughtful hesitation
to force another her burden.

#ramen #friends #youth

Gary Joshua Weyandt Jan 2020

Observations of a Cynic

I am so sick of pretending to care.
I’m so sick of taking this ****.
we seem to wish that someone would care,
but I’ll drop you for changing your hair.

I have grown sick of all politics.
Differing opinions, your all hypocrites.
I'm simply sick of cynical ******.
The way they love to polish their *****.

I hear what you say, “look in the mirror”,
That’s why I tend to chug my beer.
We all live in fear of all of our fears,
Brought on by distrust of all of our peers.

We laugh, we sneer,
We point, we cheer.
Then freak out to find that fingers point near.

I am so sick of living fear.
I am so sick if chugging my beer.
We seem to crave the fear we fear,
but hide in our safe space till everything’s clear.

I have grown sick of pretending to smile
Profit for virtue, is it all worth our while?
I’m simply sick of modern day style.
The way we stand in single file.

I hear what you say, “look in the mirror.”
It’s my reflection that I tend to fear.
I cannot face the way that I sneer.
I cannot face the way that I cheer.

I laugh, I sigh
I point, I cry
Then freak out to find pointing at me.

#politics #indifference #polarization

Gary Joshua Weyandt Jan 2020

Pappy John

I remember dirt, a taste of summer.
The smell of burning pig flesh.
The stench of my great uncles breath,
filtering through his beer drenched mustache
and running down his inflated stomach.

I remember laughter.

I remember the hallowed tree.
“Get your *** outta there” shouts a familiar stranger.
The anger I felt as I scratched my blistered skin
in the autumn breeze.

I remember poison oak.

I remember the smell of cinnamon
and spiked cider with Santa there on guard.
The snag of turning wheels on rug.
The chitter chatter of adults
as children pitter pattered around.

I remember Christmas.

I remember my tie was too tight.
“What a grownup you’ve become”
The smell of flowers and formaldehyde
loomed over forced smiles.

I remember leaving my family
in this showcase of the dead

Tackles the loss of an important family member.

#remember #family #loss

Gary Joshua Weyandt Aug 2019

Losing a Dying Sun

A jack of all trades, but master of none.
I always lose track before the race is done.
You've just started this project, I'm already on the next one.
This task has lost its fun.

"I can't sit still. "
They offer a pill,
It takes off the edge and the also the thrill.
My blank stare gifts your spine a chill.
My mind thoughts, that another would ****.

Speak your mind, but choose your words wisely.
Your ideals must match ours precisely.
Lean even slightly right your career looks dicey.
But paint on a rainbow grin and you'll fit in nicely.

My soul beats ******* my hollowed husk
Veins vastly ventured by my pumping blood.
Inner rage riddles my raw, ripe wounds.
I scream blatantly, howling at dusk.

A Warrior, a beast, a four eyed freak.
A battle, a feast, a belittled geek.
My blue colored safe space torched and burned.
A Red blooded sence of grace honored and earned.

Conversation and Revelation a thing of the past.
Shouting and yelling or at best a gasp.
Others stagnation source my frustration and close fast my clasp.
You're setting my ways, an old man steadfast.

We have lost what we've won.
Cast out below a dying sun.

Gary Joshua Weyandt Mar 2019

Free Thinking

Talking politics has become a fruitless endeavour.
They'll hate you for questioning their own opinion,but except you to be grateful when they question yours.
People live in their own creations never thinking there could be other worlds.
I mask mine behind illusions for only those who listen can apperiate what it truly holds.

"Free Thinkers" not thinking belittling those that do. Tell me this do you?
We say people are all people, but it's an empty statement if you don't ask why, how, or who?
This world that you are building is self defeating, equality through quotas and elevating a selective few.
I don't judge you for your skin, please don't judge me by my hue.

The limelight is not a battle, God forbid that we share it.
Maybe there'd be more room if we were all judged by our merit.
I know that there are those of you that will love, like or hate it
The world is full of different veiws and although you might not change it,
The world would be a better place if on this we stood united.

Gary Joshua Weyandt Feb 2019

Drink up

Why does this poison leave a slack in time?
Or,
Is it rather a return to time?
Has it stolen the father and held him captive within a glass bottle?
Rub it 3 times then chug the whole thing.

#drinking #drunk