there's a situation
I need words
straight from the heart
not necessarily mine
luckily CVS has
some prepackaged words
for any occasion.

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

it's pitiful
in the darkest places
there's a light
it illuminates
so very little
really it just
accentuates the darkness
and eventually it burns out
fortunately/sadly
there's always another.

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?

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.

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

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

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

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

Great orator
how can you be
so afraid of people
and still so convincing.

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.

To be jolly
Fa la la la
You know the rest
Of the cursed song
A very hyped season
Full of fake cheer
and sales
I should dislike
on principle
But you know what
I really don't
I like Christmas movies
And Christmas lights
So to all
I wish a decent winter.

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'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.

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.

I've seen grade A folks
and you aren't one
not even closeish
it could be okay
you have your place
or
you could try to be better
you may even succeed
though I'd wager
self improvement
for you is but a pipe dream
but what do I know.

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.

**** the mailman
the bad news bringer
make it look
like they crashed their car
before dropping off the letter
do it to the next one to
and the next
till they stop bringing bad news
and just send you an email
then smash the computer
and build a nest in the crawlspaces
hide till the end
eventually
THEY'LL
get the message
probably.

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.

Isn't it amazing
A little square
Can be
Surprisingly juicy.

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.

They are bad people
Not troubled
Not less than perfect
Undeniably
Burn down an orphanage
Bad
And yet
They aren't totally unsympathetic
There methods are abhorrent
But there reasons are good
Nonetheless they must go.

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.

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.

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.

people are a lot like
snowflakes
many similarities
but never the same
and in the end
we are weaker
than gravity
so eventually
we all find ourselves
in the ground.

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.

You have a rather
frowny smile
are you a sad clown
or do you just
look funny when you cry
if you knew the future
would you be here
or would you have just
given up or gone
A different route.

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.

Tighten them please
the bolts in my head
they say loosen up
but I know madness
is no blessing
it separates

it separates
don't you want
to be unique

whats unique
about pain

Types of
ways of enduring

sigh

Making up for
what you have done
community service
apologies
things of that sort
like paying a bill
I have done this
so I will pay that
but are some crimes priceless
are some so wrong
that the theoretical penance
would be impossible to pay.

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

what is
the power of a god
like superman
A bit of everything
well A lot of everything
what is enough
depends on the consumer
probably.

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.

Not much time
for society
to take you in
but about enough
to keep them
from getting bored
don't be angry
all things hot
must cool down.

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.

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.

I remember you fondly
Though I probably shouldn't
When you were here
You were trouble
And had more
Than your share of flaws
But now that you're gone
All I remember are your pro's
Not your many con's
Even some that never were
I'm better off without you
But It doesn't feel like that.

What's the sound
Of reality fading
In and out
I think it
Should be woosh
Like electric doors
I'm out I'm in
I'm in I'm out
Nightmare landscapes
And gum drop forests
Then grey walls
And a feeling of
Impending doom
I'm out
I'm something.

Literally anything
limited only
by your imagination
and maybe
your good taste
but ******
I find myself writing
the same thing
again and again.
maybe because
I've yet to say it right.

Twisted maker
with a muse of wrath
is that what you are
oh mangler
or are you just
incompetent
you saw beauty
you wanted to recreate
but you can't
you haven't the knack  
you haven't the heart
we may never know
we may not care
your art
does have a certain
macabre appeal.

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.

Adorable
Take you
Place you
Prop you up
Snap that
We can all
Go aah
What do you
Think of that.

Yes so
So what
A look askance
Am I really asking
Anything
Or am I just
Using a question mark
Inappropriately?

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.

Slim new ones
Crawl along
The fragile being
Old ones expand
As days progress
Seems ready to shatter
Any day now
I'd wager.

I fear the night
not for the nightmares
that lurk in the dark
but simply because
it's too close to tomorrow.

All that's needed
just keep from drowning
or do we need more
something to spice up life
thats probably why
we have gods and toys
what would we have
if we threw those away
each other
A scary thought
some disagree
but they might be crazy.

The social tango
an important skill
in almost all
walks of life
alcohol can help
you fake it but
only for a time
in the end
you either got it
or not.