Surprise
Smiles
good intentions
sounds so ominous
should've put it
on the schedule.

Are swirly things
And monster faces
I'm not sure why
Perhaps it's a sign
Of discontent
Or an unwell mind
Could be drugs
Who can say
Not I
That'd ruin
The surprise.

**** the noise
With your sweet motions
As a broken fingered man
Bangs on the drums
And a thin violinist
Strums away
Forget the world
Forget the woe
There is only the motion
Hopefully no one
Brought a camera.

A skeleton
in my dreams
asked me why
my only reply
I dunno
it found this
unsatisfying
and proceeded to play
a funeral dirge
on its rib cage.

We all shall one day
but for me
today is the day
the sun shines
the crowd is constricting
today is the day
But then many days
seem like good ones to away
there is no hurry
perhaps tomorrow.

Hyde in the light
Hyde in the dark
Monsters flourish
In places covered
By apathy  
In places run
By jekyll.

Picked up a walking stick
and set out to find
the point of their story
couldn't say
if they found it
but they seemed happy enough
at the end.

You're too bright
Here put this on
Then we can
Associate.

A river I love
Despite never going to Egypt
I live on the river denial
I denial so much
I denied reality
I denied sorrow
It has helped
A great deal
Or so I like to claim

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.

Remind me of home
just be something
I can hold
to keep the memories
from floating away
I lost or broke
the other things
dam mangler hands.

Hiding in the dark
You can fly so high
But only when
No one is looking.

You're no thin mint
But that's natural
People tend to sneer
Then you get eaten
Kind of unfair
Maybe a boar
Will gore them
That would teach them
Though you'll still
Be bacon.

The shareholders
are quite peeved
you made promises
that appear quite empty
you've done this
kinda thing so often
I had to ask
these poor folk
why do you keep investing
you can't retrieve
what has been lost
but you can still flee
they shrugged and said
he has an honest face.

Can you see it
what could be
what is
through anothers eyes
through the peephole
in the words
is it pretty
probably lies
is it ugly
might be lies to
wanna another look?

Things keep breaking
things keep falling
and I fear
I am to blame
making poor choices
and saying
the wrong things
I fear
i'm just
too much the fool.

sandy shore
A spot to stand
peer out to sea
what lies beyond
I bet Siri knows.

You could walk
For miles
Till your feet bleed
In fact
And find
You're still in
The same
Dam town

Especially if
You walk slowly
And have the wrong shoes
Proper footwear both
Metaphorically
And
Literally
Is very important.

Your a fine minion
Bobbing your head
At just the right moment
To let us all know
You think all
The bosses plans
Are brilliant
Plus I bet you'd make
A good desk decoration.

the stones
tied to your feet
are blessings
you could never fly
and this way the why
is quite obvious
so you needn't blame yourself.

Raised in a faithful land
I've heard the stories
And seen the (proof).

I have my doubts
so biased
so many versions
so many inconsistencies/

Yet still I believe
or at least
I don't reject it entirely

I tried
but
like that one song
that is impossibly catchy
my faith remains.

I will be
An accomplice
To your long
And drawn out
Suicide

I realize
How unhealthy
That sounds
But the alternative
Is so much worse

I think

fate is not
fond of you
you just might
be cursed
for all the trouble
you have faced
small issues
and big wounds
but your thread
has yet to be cut
you may be alive
simply to amuse the gods

you're down
but not quite out
made of stern stuff
aren't ya
but don't worry
you won't have to last
too much longer.

It's stupid advice
I suppose
Since very few
Actually try to be miserable
Misery just arrives
Much like the tide
God i wish
I lived inland
Ah well
Just try to enjoy life
But don't be a hedonist
Think of other people
I know they can be
Difficult
But we're all here together
So we may as well
Be decent neighbors.

A rock
thrown in a rage
hit the other
nothing personal
except your existence
kinda irks me
I would feel bad maybe
if you were one of mine
why then I might
be willing to die for you
we need stand together
against the evil of this world
but you aren't for reasons.

It went
poorly

how I serve
all my words
uncertainty
is my dearest friend
or maybe oldest enemy
either way
it's always around.

Important issues
require eloquent speakers
people who can
rouse the crowd
or calm it down
people who know
how things should be
but they're all talking
about other things
should I say something
i'd probably be ignored
possibly for the best.

you've wandered
into the wrong realm
her majesty is irate
and your family
is quite worried
perhaps
some tea will help
or maybe an
occasionally invisible cat.

you're like a battery
with no more charge
maybe we should
have given you more
time to rest
then there'd be
something left
but don't worry
you
can be recycled
I think
maybe just replaced.

They stole it
Is what they say
Is it true
Ehh
It hardly matters
All that matters
Is how it shines
That crown on an unworthy head
It's just wrong
Or so they say.

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.

Thinking on his mighty works and despairing
I'm force to admit
to fear.

Specifically the fear of the eroding power of time
No matter how great one becomes
eventually
their impression will fade.

the greater you are the longer you last
but at some point all that is left is
a once grand work that is now just a mystery

But even before that you may find
your impression is all that is remembered
not you
just your outline one that can be shaped to
fit another's ideals or goals

but we small folk will never reach even those heights
the average joes and janes
their actions when in a mass can be great
but the individual is not.

And when all is said and done all that is left is time
through empires and dynastys
through dinosaurs and cave folk
through planets and stars
all that remains unchanged is time.

A lot of things
all of which
can be ignored
a lot of which
should
be ignored
and some things
that people say
are quite important
and are probably
worth
remembering.

I swear
You are programmed
To know the way
A GPS in your head
To show you what to do
You may not be the strongest
The wisest
Or the kindest
But God dam do you
Know the way home.

Humans are ants
Humans are wolves
Humans are machines
all of these by degrees
we build ourselves homes
that restrict the freedoms we crave
so we destroy to build again
that can't last forever
but then nothing can.

Paranoia inducing
thuds echo
through the walls
they're right behind
according to the sounds
evidently not
claim my eyes
dam rice paper walls.

I'd be a billionaire
I could mine Your heart
And bottle all the feels
No **** you say
People would ******
For a happy day
But there are a million
Different pills for that
But no I say it isn't that simple
Horror sadness revulsion
Their is a market for all
If perhaps a niche one
The fees shall be exorbitant
What's that you ask
What will be your fate
Why don't worry old chum
You might be a tad hollow
But you'll be duly compensated
Minus certain expenses.

My sight is obstructed
By corn
I see future popcorn
As far as the eye can see
I know there almost
Certainly aren't
Sickle Wielding kids in there
But I'm still going around
Just to be safe.

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.

sad rings
surround those
sapphires in your head
maybe some makeup
would clear that up
bad advice perhaps
but unfortunately
i'm all you have
for counsel.

I would be
A better me
if I knew how
and didn't hate change
and I was someone else
Truthfully
I'd prefer it if the world
did the changing.

My you can drone on
your audience is apathetic
but quite polite
or possibly in a stupor
perhaps we could get
a different speaker.

Stretched wires mind
when they snap
will I get replacements
or just have to learn how
to enjoy being unstrung.

I can't tell
what that gleam
in your eye means
is it madness
or all a joke
I have asked
and your answer
was less than inspiring
times like this
I wonder why I stay
probably curiosity.

that didn't help
admitting the truth
things aren't worse
but they aren't better
maybe they will be
someday in the future
unfortunately
patience
isn't my virtue.