Seeking young professional.
Quick to pick up vindictive behavior.
Advanced betrayal technique.
Career motivated individual.
General disregard for humanity.
Finds ease in disrespecting subordinates.
Heavily lacking in leadership skills.
Supports high stress life with amphetamines.
Must find consumerism appealing.
Is this you?
Want to make the big money?
Apply now!

You look like everything I have ever hated if it had to consist of one being.
Seriously you remind me of the feeling you get after your first punch in the face.
The human version of what drips from the belly of a garbage truck.
I would say you're the **** of society,
But even they don't deserve the insult of being compared to you.
I bet you look in the mirror and tell yourself you're the embodiment of the American dream.
What success looks like. A guide on how to be a model citizen.
Every other normal person that you consider to be damaged goods looks at you like some sort of foreign matter. Clinging to your currency like a deranged woodsman clutching a mattress full of fivers. You think that you look sharp in that crisp new shirt fresh from it's expensive packaging. All I see is a manipulator who wouldn't know an honest days work if it bit him in the ***. Keep that painted on smile though, it's the only slightly pleasant thing about you.

Have you ever asked the question?
I have.
Not the one you're thinking.
Not that one.
The other one.
Not the good one.
The one that falls out of your mouth like a sack of bricks.
That one.
When your mouth just ***** a lead weight.
The question that draws blank stares from an entire room.
That question.
I hope you have.
Because at least it's behind you now.
Or is it?

Minnesota Nice.
What a crock of ****.
More like Minnesota Ice.
As in Ice cold *******.
Land of ten thousand lies.
Sure they smile to your face.
You should hear what they say behind your back.
Because it's brutal.
Almost as brutal as the winters.
At least that much is true.
Welcome to Minnesota,  land of ten thousand fakes.

Oh, to finally be free! Out of the halls of the Ice Queen.
In to the arms of a sun beam.
Melt that frozen brick of empathy
Blackened heart on the way to recovery.
A glacial age overtook my light.
But this is what I know to be right.
Your love overflows like a fountain of youth
You smile even when I'm uncouth.
Intelligence boils over the cusp and the brink.
It's nice to be with someone who can actually think.
And you care about the way that I feel.
And it's geniune not just an appeal.
If I lost this I think I would just end.
To much perfection to try again.
A perfect example of the perfect sculpture.
Exactly what I need at every juncture.
A piece of the hardest puzzle ever found.
And to think it was just there on the ground.
My heart is complete for the very first time.
I just hope you don't turn on a dime
and head back out the way you came.
If you did I'd never be the same.

Allow me please to deliver the sermon on my mind,
I'm beginning to feel like I might be a bit behind the times.
All this hesitation and procrastination has got me so far back
that I swear some times I can hear the crack
of existence coming into existence with persistance in this instance.
My thoughts all scattered as if it even matters,
as my heart pitter patters, torn to tatters.
As if it even matters.
Left by the wayside? Every time but still I tried.
I pushed myself to heights unkown hell I've flown.
But just like Icarus our brain is just sick enough.
And we fall to land self buried and forgotten.
Some times I smile but it really isn't often.
Plaster starts to soften, the mask slips and I've lost them.
They see the pain my life has been,
and I swear it triggers something primal in them.
A fear that I've become less than just a man?
Is there something I'm missing? Some part of the big plan?
Maybe I lost it when the world fell in?
I'd tell all, but where to begin?
So I guess I'll leave you with this.
The truest kind of cruelty is sealed with a kiss.

Oh, Kitsune! You hit me like a tsumani.
Beautiful just like origami. So Intricate and unique
So this is how it feels to have a heart beat?
Every morning feels like a new day.
I'm so glad something can make me feel this way.
All that pain taken out by the tide,
I think without you I just might have died.
Internally as the stife rides high.
Cerebelum is reverberating all the environs.
Radiating as if emotions where ions.
Then the universe brought me a small little fox.
All packed up neat in a digital box.
And soon I get to open the gift.
And maybe feel a feeling I really missed.
So thank you kitsune, you make it alright.
Just a sneaky fox stealing my heart in the night.