no waiting
just volunteers
expecting more
I got a participation button
maybe they should
have put out food.

Truthfully I have none to offer

I have platitudes and quotes

what does it mean to be sage
I couldn't say

Wisdom is something gathered
but I've never been a collector

So where do you find sage wisdom
family/friends
medical professionals
auto mechanics

I really couldn't say
probably television.

A lie
there is no
dignity in death
whether you die
on your back
or on your feet
you rot the same
but hopefully
it will bring peace
if nothing else.

Is it better
to rule in hell
or serve in heaven
maybe rule in hell
but it already has a king
and a long line of successors
i'll just be a lazy servant.

I had a staring contest
With an inanimate object
If i won
I would go on with my day
Happy and free
like a butterfly
If it won I'd consume it
And be filled with regret
I lost but it's dead
So really who won?

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

Anxiety and fear
such a happy couple
they make their home
in your place of strength
and make you such
a wretched coward
unless you excise them
before they get comfortable
but they're a sneaky pair
they often fail to notify
before they take up residence
you could
remove them
once they've roosted
in theory.

If I could travel through time
I might try to prove my theories about society
I might save knowledge lost to the ages
I might start an empire
I might start a religion
Or I might just go back
And find today's lotto numbers.

The loop
is a crazy room
so many floors
that look one way
and are another
unfair really
the architect is crazy
it often seems
could just be natural.

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

people are tough
and yet soft
were all literally
made of the same stuff
yet some seem like iron
while others could well
be made from cloth
life and nature
probably drink
when they craft us.

An invisible cloud
Sweeps into town
Without word
It sets to work
Infecting the townsfolk
with a particularly devious
Set of germs
Better close your doors
Better call the cdc
Cause prayer
Won't cure it
And fire only slows it
When the plague
Comes to town
The people tend
To panic
So better not be odd
You'll be the first
To see blame at your door.

I wonder
about the people
who will see
the last sunset
will they be
much like us
so far in the future
will they be proud
of the show they put on.

A great big reminder
Of what has occurred
If you were gone
They might forget
Though most likely
They'd just hunt you down
even if your path
Takes them to hell.

Your life
was a threat
not threatening
by existing
but the idea
of having you're life
was a warning
would you be defensive
would you just shrug
would you turn things around
would you could you.

Kinda creepy
Those dark things
That hide behind you
Those shadows full of lurkers
We shine our lights
To rid ourselves of them
But they're stubborn
And when the lights go out
The shadows will be ready.

Insanity as I've been told
is doing
the same dam thing
over
and
over
and
over
and expecting something
different
not sure if that's
a clinical diagnoses
but if so
I guess humanity
is insane.

you rushed through
and now your done

you may wish
for seconds or fifths
but you can't have them

So you must wait or work
for more

unless that really was the last for
ever

in which case your *******.

Chilly day
Still I sweat
Under that
Heat lamp gaze
I never tan
Just burn
But still so cold.

It all makes sense
Right is has to
It's all ones
And zeroes
Yet it feels
Like this
Weird kinda magic
With hackers
That jump out a
Nowhere.

Hey Yoric
do you
know more
than me
does your being
headless provide
you with knowledge
unknown to me
I know weird question
but your unique perspective
Won't last forever
so i feel i should ask now
there may not be another chance.

Screaming
Well
happy yelling
Right outside
Just
living.

it's interesting
to see a burning heart
ignored
passion and dedication
should get
something
shouldn't it
maybe
maybe they stopped paying
the person
who was suppose
to care about such things.

A Misuse of nature
the tall oak
up on the hill
With strong branches
a place to hang out
with the crows
at least
they didn't do it
here in town.

I'd bite off your fingers
if you offered A hand
its not an attack
just thought
you might fill my void
is that not how it works
impolite perhaps
the material
can fix the immaterial
so they say.

Are you just writing
the same thing over and over
like you're possessed
tell your ghost story
and free yourself of
mad repetitive scrbbling
if you can
it may be even you
do not know what
you truly wish to say
and every attempt
drives the truth farther away
A shame.

The wrong green flourishes
political gardeners
fields of prize winning weeds
you'll **** us all.

Expectations are important
Too high and you'll be
Rather disappointed
Too low is just sad
Somewhere in the middle
Like many things in life
Is where your expectations
Should rest
Although what qualifies
As the middle isn't
Always the same
So
To each their own
I guess.

I disliked them all
I hated one or two
It wasn't personal
And they never knew
And I'm out now
So I guess
It doesn't matter
But I'm dwelling
On those lovely school days
When I was much younger
So much yelling
So much hate
It made for a poor
Learning environment
Then I got
To public school
Those weren't much better
I was a half hearted student
Who pretended to care
That was the game
Pretend your learning
All you need to know
And you'll pass
I wasn't bullied
Nor did I bully anyone
But the system still stung
I don't know why
But now I'm out
So I guess
It doesn't matter.

don't eat it
if you do
you'll realize
where you are.

watching you bleed out
is so much less
than I expected
like watery paint
sliding down
A portrait
your last gasps
sound fake
and unrehearsed
I hope you have
an understudy
cause your
out of the show.

All your good days
earn you ill ones
with compound interest
or so it seems
when it starts to rain.

Granite figure
you have no words
you could absorb mine
just for a time
no one else need be
subjected to my monologue
and perhaps
i'll find peace.

Take my everything
condense compress
just a dingy bauble
hide it away
my phylactery
how can I be hurt
if i'm just a silly skeleton.

fly indeed
fly all around
then you land
and crawl
towards dessert
too far away to stop
agh dam little fly feet
all up in my cake.

collapse
the days weight
is a bit much
the doorbell rings
I try to rise
I can't even open my eyes.

Who cares
I do
and who cares
about you
I do
it will have to do.

Happily ever after

then what

nothing eternal joy

so they died

No no
I just wanted the story
to end in good spirits
if you must know
they lived more or less
happily ever after then they died
their kids did much the same.

Ow
They walk
On top of you
In single file lines
You could stop them
You could prove
You aren't a sidewalk
But you'd have to speak up.

Oh time
You willful thing
No body controls you
We simply try
To keep an eye
Out for you
You move too fast
You move too slow
For our tastes
But I don't suppose
You care
I wonder will we ever
Discover how to control you
Is that just a Sci fi pipe dream
Well we can't today
Maybe tomorrow
It always seems
That cool things
Are happening tomorrow.

my bad
I fritter my time away
with my head
buried in the sand
looking for clouds.

It was gold
and full of nice things
but I was immaterial
all I could do was look
as the demons played
with what should have been mine

If you're quiet
people tend to forget
that you're around
which is cool
if you like
to hear gossip
otherwise it's
kinda depressing
and often
annoying.

Slow motion
the stumble
trying to grab at air
then the fall
down down down
the sound
A muffled thud
better off than a turtle
but not by much
I have the image.

Cosmic forces
rarely bother
to ***** their hands
bending the minds
of earth dwellers
I would assume
more than enough humans
happy to do it for them.

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.

You appear
and cause distress
then you away
why to where
remains untold
rotten antagonist.

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.