It was disturbing
the world is big
the sky looks infinite
the roads are full
the cars are to
this isn't all
this is barely any
I need to hurry home
and lock the door behind me.

that dam bloodhound
hunted me down
and set to chewing
on my spirit
twenty bucks
says it chokes
Ha
i'm kidding
that mutt has eaten
far grander souls than I
without a hiccup.

Can do
i'll wear glasses
and carry a book
they'll never guess
I have no idea
what's going on.

Under which
I wish to crawl
Has it been stolen
Or did I throw it away
I'd beg to get it back
but who to.

Liquids and meats
Bones and lies
Make us
what we are
A seemingly
Simple recipe
With so much
Mystery.

Pretty but absent
Here's about
I should go
To the city
Where neon abounds
Gasp
I could get a hat
That glows
In the dark.

Jumper cables please
feed me some energy
and I will rise
from my
DIY crypt
if you could
i'll owe you one.

wow
I didn't even
notice you
till you left
you did
slam the door
on your way out
that might have been it.

lowering slowly
that yellow blade
descends on me.

so so dull
right up until
things collapse.

oh if only
it had been noted
at an earlier date.

alas perhaps we
can learn from this
or we could point fingers.

I was going
to say something profound
but I forgot it
something about life
and how not
to live in bitterness
to forgive or at least forget
I wish I could remember it.

makes you stronger
or weaker
depends on you
and what happens
sometimes
what doesn't **** you
leaves you in a coma.

Except when it doesn't
when you draw life
as it should be
not as it is
and we try
to make it reality.

Too much mercury
in your soup
now the world
is all Topsy turvy
nah
it was always twisted
but now you can see
though I don't suppose
that's any real comfort.

look at them
they're the staring post
built to take all the glares
i'm sorry if
your new designation
is not to your liking
I don't make the rules
I just look along
with the crowd.

disgusting
and
delicious
flinch at the carnival food
I can't really recommend it
maybe if you have
some broccoli with it.

worth so much
and still worthless
since it won't pump
an ounce of blood.

Just let yourself fall
into my numbing eyes
all is well calm blue oceans
allow my monotone
to carry you
to fields of apathy
you may not feel happy
but you won't feel bad.

I doubt
material wealth
means anything
in the afterlife
on the off chance
that I'm wrong
bury me
with my books
and my plastic owl.

I threw a quarter
into the wishing well
and the well
granted my request
of course all I asked for
was a gumball
still pretty cool.

If you ask me
I say it's a new day
Some would say
It's still yesterday
No you see
Twelve has come
Twelve has gone
A new day is here
Perhaps
It will be pleasant.

One day
You will burn
Be all you can be
But it will only last
For a short time
then You will be gone
And we
Will just have to
Move on
As we have done before.

Wallow in gloom
because all is doom
that's hyperbole
but that can be
rather hard to see
someone other than I
tried to speak
in a positive tone
someone else Else
pushed him down the stairs
and not I stopped trying
to lighten the mood.

Dude you're
leaking ocular fluid
cut that out
you know we don't
do that in public
lest they realize
we're only human.

I have no name
and have thus
been dubbed
nameless
occasionally sir
sometimes bud or honey
nouns of vague description
for a vague guy.

Sometimes
I see your eyes
other times
all I see
is the dark sky
and stars
why
is that?

Resurrection and rabbits
sure
why not.

Tiny threads
Deep inside
Keep the creature
From falling to pieces
When stretched taut
Those threads
Can be played
Like a harp.

Or the highway
Or the secret tunnel
Or the alley way
The yellow brick road
There's a lot of ways
Truth be told
To get where
we are going
The place all
find themselves eventually
The great state
of confusion.

Face down in the street
Was it because
Of drink
Or maybe you just
don't care where you are
They'll haul you away
If you have a poor excuse
But maybe the cells
Are mostly empty
And you can get
Some rest.

One of those Things
that
just happens
It feels intentional
Like it's karma
But I'm not sure
What I did wrong.

shiny pearls
and
oddly shaped rocks
whatever the reason
I find my eyes caught
attempting to decipher
what you have to say
but sometimes
I get it right away
yet still feel compelled
to ponder more.

I wish I could
seize the day
and mold it
in my fist
if only reality
was made of clay.

Symbols of death
At their best
Thry're plucked
And put on show
In the stares
They perish
Second
by Second
Maybe you
Should just
Leave them alone.

It's too bad
That you can't
Really seal
The cracks inside
With frosting.

what
do you see
is it
the same thing
as me
if we see
the same thing
does that mean
we're both crazy
because if so
i'd like to change
my answer.

Dripping dropping
If I was a narcissist
I might think
The rain was for me
But I can play
A sad song
And stare glumly
Out the window
No matter why
It rains
It feels
thematically
Appropriate.

As all hoosiers must
I have been
To church
When I was
But a lad
So young my
Objections
were regarded
As jests
I was taken to church
Many times
Did I sit through sermons
And I don't get it
The love some feel
The spirit I just
Ain't got it
I had a suit
I had combed hair
I sang the hymns
But all I felt
Was agitated.

A sea with
No blue
In the plains
The grass sways
Keep the insects
From our view
It might be pretty
To add a dash
Of redish orange Flames.

Danger danger
Red is a warning
Blood and alarm
Mechanical and
Human screaming
I think I need
A less passionate shade.

put words together
till you find
the right thing
to say
bad form
perhaps
but
to each
their own
I suppose.

Empty to start
it will soon hold
all sorts of goodies
or maybe just
the bare essentials
carrying only
what is needed
or at least
what we think
is needed.

the pen exploded
possible stories
smeared the pocket
more pens exist
but that was a lucky one
or so It was thought.

moon loving
wild hound
everyone it seems
wants to be
A lone one
I thought
they liked packs
mysterious lupines
i'll stick with lizards.

I reached into
my skull
to fetch
A thousand words
I got a handful
and a headache.

stubborn soul
keeping your smile
as the grinder try's
to take it off
you must
have been forged
out of some tough stuff.

No meaning
except what we choose
so do as you will
let chaos rain
but rain always ends
order will be imposed
at least as much order
as can ever be
a new meaning will come
perhaps something nicer
maybe the sun will explode
I never know.

I have
A toxic little bottle
I wish to serve you
possibly with tea
to mask the taste
it will **** you
but so slowly
the difference
is nigh unnoticeable
if you don't
I won't just
slip it into your drink
when you aren't looking.

Old figment
Which haunts me
Please stop
It's not healthy
To obsess over one
Who isn't in existence
The dream is based
On reality but
It gets weird as
Dreams so often do
I would like
To fall
for someone
Real
for a change.

all together now
we march along
shield to shield
safe from harm
but soon
we will split
become a bunch
of ones alone
simply
targets.