Will my claims
Sway you
I don't think they will
Would more certainty
In my voice
do the trick
If you couldn't see my eyes
Would this be easier
Don't know why I bother
Except that I don't want
You to suffer.

Victims tomorrow
the problem
with removing a body
from the throne
is that the chair is still there
waiting for another ***
get rid of both
they'll just stand on the table.

you know your side
it's all one big violent game
we try to change the rules
we can't even decide
on the name.

I have good excuses
for all my crimes
as a judge I know
who deserves and who
does not
so I will take
and give in the certainty
of my morale authority

Simple embroidery
An elaborate  heart
sewn on your camo sleeve.

Tell me friend
where did you begin
who were you
why are you
the way you are today
was it outside forces
did you just adjust
to your environment
or did you pretend
to be something new
so long it stopped
being an act
I'm curious.

The fires rage
Then burn out
Only to be lit
By someone new
That sounds so familiar
****
it is a circle
Around we go
Where we'll stop
I really hope someone knows.