Tragically;
the haphazard me has dampened
the fun has numbed
the gun is jammed
spirit slammed into the pavement
where shadows haunt benevolence
which is where I reside
eye foam kaleidoscopic
and my dreams are between the space
of this bullet and I
obsession isn't the question
where is the message is boredom
and it will reign
attention deficit
plastic hollow skulls laced into necklace
a damning evident pain
that worms through my rotten heart
swallows every bit of aorta residue
that was annihilated eons ago
when I hated being next to you
cue the dramatic
off with his head theatrics
then hear more blabber and fractal *****
giving a **** about my existence
pension is a speeding ticket whereas the soul
moves slow
so give me the gun my kind sir
and I will calmly let myself go